Back to the present: Linnaeus' class, as well as the two other kindergarten classes at the school (66 five-year-olds!), all piled into a big yellow school bus & headed to a local skating rink. After much hemming & hawing about shoe sizes--though to be honest, maybe a full third had their own skates--we laced them into their rental skates & helmets today for a spin around the ice. I went along as a volunteer to help with all the skate lacing, but mostly to help Linnaeus with what was sure to be a difficult activity for him.
|All laced up & ready to skate!|
We took a break for a snack after a short while, then returned to the ice, but it wasn't long before he was done. D-O-N-E done. So I helped him off the ice, wiped away his tears & left him sitting for a bit on the benches so I could glide around. I picked up other children, & helped his friend Q skate around & then brought him over to Linnaeus so he could have his snack as well.
Considering how much Linnaeus seemed to hate skating, I was worried he wouldn't want to do it ever again, much less a week today when his class is booked to go again. But when our time was up & I got off the ice to go unlace his skates, he told me he wanted to go again.
I held him up & we glided around half the rink as the last stragglers were making their way off. We'll call that a success. Here's a short video before he took his last break:
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