Sunday, November 06, 2005

Angels on a stage.

Tonight my daughter, performing as part of the National Youth Choir sang her little lungs out. There was much animation in the performance and all the angels sang with much gusto. As a parent, there is nothing more exhilarating than watching your child on a stage, especially one as important as the Hamer Hall at the Arts Centre, but it could have been at the local shopping centre singing carols, or at the high school performing in the school play. I’m sure all parents feel the same way. The last concert with the Vienna Boys brought a lump to my throat. There she was, sharing the stage with one of the world’s most famous choirs. It was awesome and brought a slight moistness to the eye.

My son has his life all mapped out. At the tender age of 7, he’s asking all the questions, getting advice and generally setting up his life in order to become an AFL footballer. He wants to follow in his father’s foot steps and play for, who else but the Pies. My mother asked him if he would like to help her make some meatballs the other night, which he did, then she asked him if he’d like to learn to cook, to which he replied that yes he would, but only on Monday, Wednesday and Friday as on the other nights he’ll be training or playing football. Mum said he was deadly serious. A year ago he wouldn’t even come to the footy, this year, something twigged and he wanted to come to every game, he cheered loudly and started to recognize players. It’s another little twang of pride when your kids voluntarily enjoy something that you do. Both are keen supporters and maybe, one day, my girl will be out on the ground singing the national anthem and my boy and I will be in the crowd roaring as the last words ring out.

* Bevis, your 20 things are coming, can’t promise when but it will be soon.


ChickyBabe said...

There's nothing like a man who knows how to cook, and what better than to start them young! You should be proud...wait, this is about the football! You should be doubly proud then!! :)

Roguemaze Central said...

Mate. I can't type for the tears.

I can't wait to have kids. My biggest dream.

My son playing rugby League for Queensland - ALthough I'll have to move back there or he'll be playing for NSW which cannot happen.

My daughter becoming an ovetr emotional temperamental complicated actress - like me - or her mother... Cause I only seem to fall in love with actresses.

You are truly blessed my man.

I fucking hate this word verification thing.

Clokeeeey! said...

I forgot to mention that My son also wants to delve into fashion design. I'm not sure how my daughter is taking it coz that's her dream job. I'm pretty sure he's talking male fashion. I think he wants to be like Nathan Brown, he has his own label. He asked my daughter if it was alright if he could be a fashion designer and play AFL as well. She said you can do whatever you like.

RM, get on the job while you're young enough. Thanks for the blessing too.
CB, I'm glad my boy is showing some interest in the kitchen, he's generally asking me if he can help out in some way. I give little jobs to do to repay his enthusiasm. But yeah, he just wants to play footy at this stage.

PS: I'm keeping word verification on until google find a way to make commenting more annoying (for the spammers).

MelbourneGirl said...

did you play for the pies clokey. following in your footsteps and all...

sorry, dig, dig.
ps i don't have spammers. once in a blue moon. i too am sick of the letters. sometimes it's like this: xqrm which is barely tolerable. it's these ones that kill me:

Clokeeeey! said...

I played for a team affiliated with the pies. We had one of the Shaw boys (the olders brothers not the current ones) that played for our team. Might note that one down for my 20 things, thing.
I like to leave the word verif on to see if I ever get a proper word, you know, the 20,000 monkey theory, I'm expecting that one day the random generator will spell out my name. Then and only then will I switch it off.

Word verif - dhaey. (close)

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