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'It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.' Theodore Roosevelt 23 April 1910

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Sometimes kids make you feel really good

Kids can create plenty of stress and problems, but there are occasions when they make you feel all warm and proud to be a parent.

This week we attended our daughter's school for a violin and cello concert. Our daughter has only been playing the violin for one school term but she was enthusiastic about taking part. After the group songs 2 children did solos, including our daughter. The first child was very competent but played a song I had never heard of (and I suspect neither had many parents). Our daughter, on the other hand, played 'Twinkle, twinkle little star', recognised by all including a young lad sitting next to us. She was fabulous (father's rose tinted spectacles maybe!!!). I do know, though, that at 8 years old I would never have stood up in front of 150 people to play a musical solo!

Anyway, enough of that. As we approach the end of 2009 I would like to wish all my blog followers a very Merry Christmas, and may 2010 bring everything you wish (and train hard) for!
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