I went to another “Kindergarten Sports Day” on Saturday.
Call it an occupational hazard; call it what you will, but it was fun.
I was cheering, encouraging, and laughing at/with all the little kids doing their best.
And then I started thinking about how I would fair, if I had to do what they were doing.
Sure it looks easy and comical from the sidelines with a “been there done that” attitude;
but … what if I had to go out and do that now? Could I do it?
It definitely wouldn’t be fun.
I’d most likely be seriously uncoordinated and rhythmically challenged; or sweaty, breathing hard, and very embarrassed; or both. Probably both.
So … when was the last time you …
did a bit of drumming and marching?
carried around a keyboard and made some great music?
wore pompoms on your wrists and did intricate dance routines?
saw a guy with a gun and were semi-happy?
did a bit of climbing with a crowd watching?
did some somersaulting?
or did some competitive crawling like you meant it?
I guess performers, military personnel, and athletes do this kind of stuff regularly; but why do most people stop doing these things?
Is it just a natural part of growing up? does it cease to be fun at some point? or is it something else?
I don’t have any answers; I’m just wondering.
note: the man with the starter’s pistol is actually a buddhist monk.
I Am The Cheese 