Gymnastics

Mrini and Tara have always been active kids. Amit and I have always encouraged them too. We never make much of it when they hurt themselves and we generally allow and even encourage them to climb and jump. They have done some truly scary things sometimes, and Amit can get really gory with them when they do dangerous things that must be discouraged. But whenever the threat of injury doesn’t seem to be too great (either the threat or the injury) we let them be.

When they were small, they used to climb the window grills and hang from them.

When the discovered the big play area, they experimented with jumping from as many as ten steps up.

And of course, in the Har ki Dun trek, they skipped over rocks and stones, sank calf-depe in snow, went sliding over ice, and splashed in the stream with complete abandon – at least on the way down.

It’s not that they don’t get hurt or that they don’t wail and moan when they do; it’s that they go right back to whatever they were doing as soon as they can.

In recent days, Mrini has been teaching herself cartwheels. Since neither of us can do a cartwheel (the thought of Amit even trying boggles the imagination), we can’t offer much guidance. But we can tell when it looks right and we can give her feedback on that. She has improved dramatically in the last few days. From leaping sideways more-or-less like a frog (albeit a slightly lop-sided frog) she has progressed to occasionally making an almost vertical cartwheel. It’s amazing to see how that child picks a goal and works so diligently and so enthusiastically towards it. Tara tried a few times, but got easily frustrated and has apparently given up – for now. The last time that happened was with somersaults. That time she came back to it months later and did it with unbelievable elan. So with that one, you just can never say.

Mrini’s diligence at cartwheels and their combined eagerness for physical activity persuaded us that gymnastics would be a good option for them. We had thought of it off-and-on over the past several months, but didn’t really know how to go about it. There was supposed to be a very reliable gymnastics association quite far away from home. The timings didn’t suit. But last weekend, after a long and tiring Sunday, at 7.45 p.m. we walked down to a nearby gym and enquired. It turned out they did have gymnastics classes for kids. Our kids weren’t too young – they were, in fact, a bit old. But we could start them, anyway. We got a demo class for free and could pay up after that, if we liked the look of it.

On Tuesday, we both left work early, picked up the kids from daycare (they usually complain loudly if we pick them up too early, but not yesterday!) and went for the demo class. It was great fun. First the kids – there was a batch of eleven, all of them older and taller than our two – got to do all sorts of running and jumping. Then they did sideways rolls and forward rolls (what we call somersaults). Most of the movements our girls were able to do easily – most of them they had already discovered and practiced at home. There was a split leg forward roll that they didn’t quite get and then there was the reverse roll that they didn’t get at all. After that they did splits (which they were quite good at) and the arched back thing that they didn’t get at all. Considering that it was their very first class, they didn’t do too badly, though. Some of the movements were completely new to them, and others (like jumping jack) they have seen but can’t do, yet. Still – at what they did know, they were as good as many of the others. They had to jump over the width of a mattress kept on the floor – this they could do easily. In fact, they are extremely good at the long jump and could probably have done one-and-a-half mattress widths with their eyes closed. Some of the bigger kids couldn’t really clear the mattress. But then, they had to jump and bring their knees to their chest and this they didn’t get at all – they kept bringing their heels to their bottoms instead.

In the end, they all played “dog in the bone”. (If that’s what it’s called – it’s a variant of what we used to call Pitthoo – our version involved a ball and a tiny tower of unstable stones.) The girls haven’t been exposed to this game, so they weren’t very sure what they had to do, but they gave chase with a great deal of excitement, anyway.

It was just one hour, but it must have been tiring at the end of a school day. One thing I can say for sure is that they went through the whole session with a big grin on their faces. It’s lovely to see how tiny kids don’t really bother when they don’t get something. The age will come when they begin to feel self conscious, when they begin to tease each other, or strive to out-do each other. The time will come when they feel bad and don’t want to go back to a class where they feel they can’t keep up. But right now, it’s the early days of laughter and innocence. If they don’t quite get something, nobody cares. They laugh and carry on.

Looks like gymnastics class is going to be the next source of fun in our kids’ lives.

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5 Responses to Gymnastics

  1. Prakash says:

    Thats really cool, where are the classes?

    Pragya also goes to dance class which is more of gymnastics than dance. We were surprised the other day when she did the hoopla…

  2. Vidya Sury says:

    Wow. Two, not one, Nadia Comanecis!

  3. Supriya says:

    Anamika: p1 already has the competitiveness to let it bother her when she doesn’t get something. Recently, she woke up crying at night because she couldn’t write G.
    And co-incidentally, her dance class also has some bit of gymnastics involved. The lady also runs those classes and imbibes some principles of gymnastics. p1 came back home dying to try rolls – I had no idea it was so tough to get them straight. And consistently. But she practiced and practiced. Mainly to show off, of course. And she has picked up hoopla well – and asks us to count while she is spinning it around on her.
    Great to see the kids’ antics on the floor. 🙂 Monkeys that they are, they are completely at home on the gymnastics scene. Naturals! I hope they have lots of fun. 🙂

  4. poupee97 says:

    Prakash: It’s close to home. Hoopla? Wow! That looks really nice.

    Vidya: Talk about getting carried away… 🙂

    Supriya: I think I’m drawing a fine line between frustration and self-consciousness. Tara can get frustrated very easily if she’s trying to do something and it’s not working out. But she’s not self-conscious about her mistakes; she doesn’t feel she has “lost face” or that others will laugh at her if she doesn’t get it right.

    Actually, I’m not surprised that her dance class has some – shall we say “acrobatics”? It is the basis of so many arts and sports.And yes, these two absolutely love it… so far.

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