I
have butterflies. My palms are sweating
and my heart is racing. I can feel a bead
of sweat slide down the center of my back.
It's try-outs!
The
coaches are timing and scoring. The music
director and choreographer are listening and checking rhythm. I can't stand it. The competition - those other people vying
for the same limited spots. Then the
"if we call your name, go to this room, otherwise, wait here"
part. How can anyone stand it?
Try-outs
are more nerve-wracking for the parents than for the kids. Over the past few weeks, my kids have gone to
try-outs and auditions for the tennis team, the swim team, and a drama
production. The nervous looks of the other parents confirm that I am not alone
in my hysteria.
For
the kids, it's about making the team or being cast for the show. But for the me - it's about whether I've done
a good job as a mom, right? Did I take
them to enough practices, did I rehearse the songs and the lines enough, did I
encourage them enough? Did he have the
right pre-game meal to make it through the try-out? Should she have had some lemon tea before having
to sing? Did I give them a big enough hug
before they went out there to face the judges?
Do you love your child enough to make them the very best they can
be?
Each
parent is trying to gauge their child against the other kids. Some sly ones will even ask questions of
other parents for information gathering.
"So, does your child take any lessons?" "How long has
your child been playing?" "And how old is your child?" (This one starts in the early toddler years as
parents try to figure out why your child can climb the playground steps on her
own) Or they try to cover up how important
this is to them. "Well, we're not
sure of this will even fit into his schedule, he's so busy, so we'll just see
what happens." It's all because every parent knows, your child's selection
to the team/play/choir/band, is a direct reflection, not on the child's own talent
and skill, but your abilities as a parent to raise a smart, industrious,
talented kid.
At
the try-outs, if you are given the option, you must watch your child's
performance. Partly so that you can
check out the competition. But also
because this is part of your parental grade, as well. Are you attentive and interested in your
child? Or are you playing Words with
Friends while your kid is fighting for his life? I'm sure I'm losing some points by typing
instead of focusing fully on my child. In
fact, when the swim coach said "you can wait here - if your child's not
doing well in the beginning, we will take him
out of the pool", I left the pool deck and headed to the overhead
seats because my thought was "my son is not coming out of the pool 'til
this is over". I think I should get
some extra credit for confidence.
But
the drama people, they obviously have done this before. No parents allowed in the audition room. They know that while we'll be making our own
kids nervous, we'll be judging the other kids.
Parents would be trying to get their daughter to pat down her hair or
their son to stop playing with his shoes, making what they think are subtle
gestures from the sidelines.
You
could of course, opt out of it all and not have your child try-out for
anything. Instead, they could hang out
at home with any other friends who happen not to be doing anything. They could ride their bikes or sit on the
steps and read. They could get together
a game of kickball or play on the playground.
They could make up their own songs and dance around the kitchen. But then – who would see them and know how beautiful
they are?
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