Before you think that I’m going to talk about religion, it has nothing to do with it.
This is what we experienced and observed. My opinion would remain as mine, as for this story, I would be sharing it with the parties involved. So please don’t spread it without understanding my intention for writing this.
As most of my readers would know, my eldest son was diagnosed with Dyslexia at the beginning of the year.
He’s currently progressing very well, loving his classes and classmates and he even asked if he could continue going to his learning centre instead of normal tuition for long term. (The answer is No. But that’s another story to tell.)
My son took part in a Futsal Competition that was organised by the learning centre that he goes to.
They do have a few branches nationwide and the Central branches had a friendly Futsal Match.
We allowed him to participate as he loves the game and hey, no harm in letting the boy go have some fun with his friends.
It was nice to see him fooling around with his friends.
When the match started, everyone was excited.
Parents more excited than the kids.
We saw a team that had teenagers in it. And we thought..”The age range is so big. Hope they categorized the match properly.”
Turns out they did.
There really matches for juniors and another for seniors.
But the problem is…
There’s only one team with teenagers, who are they gonna play against?
That’s when we found out, that they are gonna go against children who are half their size and age.
My son being part of the senior team, had to go against them.
How did we feel?
If it wasn’t a team event, I would have pulled him out of the team.
Clearly, they would lose but we thought, “Nvm, this is just for fun.”
You gotta be fair right?
This is a game for all kids who are studying in the learning centre. So it’s only fair that they all got to play too.
And so we thought…
We then found out that these teenagers were ex-students.
How is that fair then?
Yes, you may argue.
It’s just a game la Ciku! Chill laaaaa…
But what are you preaching?
Here’s something that almost every search result on Google would tell you:
The first two emotional factors is big enough.
It’s enough to crush the younger and smaller sized kid’s hope and dream to win the game.
My son is one of them. He went to bed the night before the game and told me.
“I’m going to dream of winning the match tomorrow! Because when we think positive, we will make it!”
How much effort needed from us to bring him to this level of self-confidence.
His team’s spirit were high, confidence were soaring when they won their first match. A boy from their team didn’t want to play cos he didn’t think he could, scored all 3 of the goals in that match.
But when his team (consisting of kids age 8-10years old) had to play against these teenagers, they lost all confidence.
Naturally, they were beaten. 8-0.
With such a result, my son said…
“We won’t have a chance to win.”
And I had to tell him,
“Don’t worry boy, you are through to the Semi-Finals. You won the first match. You can do it again.”
But they didn’t, their morale was low after playing their second match against the big boys.
Where’s the sportsmanship, you ask?
The sportsmanship is going back into the court, playing all 30 minutes of it even though they knew, there’s no chance of them winning.
What am I ranting about then?
This is a centre that is suppose to help our children. In reading, in writing, and through learning, they would then build their confidence when they head back out to normal studies.
For a place who should know what kind of emotional factors these kids are going through, it puzzles me as to what made them allow these ex-students to play?
Aren’t you suppose to help boost their confidence?
Yes, it’s just a game. Ciku knows when to chill.
But it’s not just a game to these kids.
They dream to win.
I guess it’s a lesson for children like my son to learn.
That life is never always fair. There will be situations like this.
Situations where you just have to keep your head up high even when people deliberately put something double your size to stop you from dreaming.
It’s sad that I had to comfort my son at the end of the game. That it wasn’t that he or his teammates didn’t play well.
It disturbs me that til today he said..”Why did they cheat by bringing in the big boys?”
(He found out that the boys were ex-students by his own coach. We didn’t tell him. His coach was just as disappointed as we were because he put in a lot of effort into training these kids.)
Til today, I can’t help but wonder…
What are you preaching, organising a game that has no #fairplay?
Like I said, I would bring this up to the organizers.(It’s only fair that they know how I felt as a parent.) Whether they would take note and not repeat it again, would be none of my business.
But it would break more hearts of children with Dyslexia if they continue to do the same.
Updated: The organizers and learning centre teacher has apologised and explained to me why they made such a decision after I’ve voiced my concern. I’m glad that my voice was not shut off without a word. As much as I understand where they are coming from, we’ve come to terms to agree to disagree. I hope none of my readers take this post out of context and take it against any party. I would still advice anyone who feel that their child needs help to be assessed by this particular association. Aside from this competition, they have been more than helpful and kind to my son in educating him and giving their best in nurturing him. #allisgood