Joseph (name has not been changed to protect the innocent) is an amazing athlete. He swims in the morning before school and on Saturdays for 3 hours. He's pretty good. He's not the best, but he can hold his own. The kids on the high school swim team have already heard of him (or so I was told). Then, after school, he has track practice. On top of that, he gets straight A's.
A couple of years ago, as a 6th grader, he found out that the top scoring boy (and girl) on the track team is "crowned" MVP. He has wanted this so bad that he can taste it.
He runs the 1500 and the 3000
But, someone beat him for MVP.
I wish I could tell you that he's taking it gracefully. I wish I could
Yesterday, as we left the track meet, the boy
All night long, and before school this morning, I had to hear about why Bernard (ok, I know that's not his real name but humor me) shouldn't have won. All the reasons were, in my opinion, irrelevant. He scored the most points, therefore, he won. Deal with it.
I tried to
Please pray that some of my
Otherwise, he may drive me over the edge...