I will always remember the first fews days when the girls started gymnastics training. That was in January 2010.
“Mom … I’m having pains all over … I can’t even walk properly …” 
“Oh, the coach scolds too much … I don’t wanna go!”
“Do I have to go? I don’t wanna go … mommy! Pleeeeease?” :_ (
One day, the Second one was scolded and she was crying so much she was really asking for mommy. I saw that and it made me so so sad and I wondered if I am making them do the right thing. On other occasions, the Small one had to run (many) laps around the training floor at the end of the training session. The very first time she had to do that, she came out with such a red forehead, red cheeks and red chin and eyes that looked like she had been holding in those tears forever. She burst into tears in my embrace. My heart was wrenching … but I smiled at her as I hugged her.
What she didn’t know was … I was in tears too as we rode home in the car.
“What I am putting them through??? Is it worth it???”
They walk like robots without fail on the very next day after training, week after week. But they have been rather good at it – they didn’t complain much about their muscle pains – if I don’t ask them about it.
I keep encouraging them, telling them the GREAT reasons to be trained in gymnastics.
My reasonings went on for months and at times I had to give them a stern “GO! No giving up! Sometimes, living life on this earth … we have got to do what we don’t like to do, and no daughter of mine gives up!”
On several occasions when I asked them if I would stop their gym training, what would they say … one said she couldn’t decide because she realised the value of the training; whilst two said “YES!!! Stop!Please!!!”
Today, almost one-and-a-half years later, the voice recorder that played “The Great Reasons” are not needed anymore. The girls are excited to show their coach what they could do. Two of the girls have a bruise and scratch on their foreheads. The youngest one has an additional scratch on her chin.
They’ve been working hard. Training hard. Enjoying the sense of accomplishment, confidence in their abilities as they pushed themselves further each time they think they can’t do it. The Small one even tells her friends who want to try doing chest-stand, “You must believe you can do it! Trust yourself and do again!”
That’s the way to go girls!
Mommy is so proud of how far you’ve come!
