The Politics of It
There is no room for interpretation
When dealing with parents of
talented 13-year-old soccer players.
Everything is bold and simple.
Play my kid and get team results.
The vigor and tension
With which this sentiment is communicated,
Exhausting.
"Talk to the coach," I advise softly.
Each parent has their own imaginative eye
As eloquent as the other
It moves beyond
the scope of their own
Inadequacies.
My boy is a natural this
A real that!
The composition of the team
Must inevitably emerge
as I see it.
It matters not what
germination and growth
occurs and
what the surrounding
fertility may have to offer.
Their appreciation
and interpretation
is limited to only what bears close affinity
to what is personally satisfying to them.
What an exposition,
frankly,
of individualistic machinations.
From,
One Tired Team Manager,
Mama Shujaa.
Nevertheless,
Bon Weekend.
When dealing with parents of
talented 13-year-old soccer players.
Everything is bold and simple.
Play my kid and get team results.
The vigor and tension
With which this sentiment is communicated,
Exhausting.
"Talk to the coach," I advise softly.
Each parent has their own imaginative eye
As eloquent as the other
It moves beyond
the scope of their own
Inadequacies.
My boy is a natural this
A real that!
The composition of the team
Must inevitably emerge
as I see it.
It matters not what
germination and growth
occurs and
what the surrounding
fertility may have to offer.
Their appreciation
and interpretation
is limited to only what bears close affinity
to what is personally satisfying to them.
What an exposition,
frankly,
of individualistic machinations.
From,
One Tired Team Manager,
Mama Shujaa.
Nevertheless,
Bon Weekend.
You know, I don't know if I'm supposed to laugh or not, but I'm quietly chuckling because the picture you depict so vividly is one I've come across very often. Put your feet up, switch off and chill out. :-) Hope you have a good Sunday.
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Taking your advice ACIL! :) Rather, learning to...these days I have my iPod tuned into some soothing jazz during - it helps.
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