The Warmth of Goodwill
The Goodwill Games were held this weekend. If you haven’t been round this blog for more than 12 months, the Games are a fabulous small schools/homeschoolers sports day held at Dash and Violet’s little one-teacher school. And it’s always held in June – generally on the coldest day of the year. With an emphasis on good sportsmanship and goodwill, the warmth of the camaraderie tends to make up for the physical chill in the air. That and the hot pies and sausage rolls!
We were luckier than usual this year – I managed to get my maroon parker off for a couple of hours during the day – unheard of in previous years!
Temperatures ranged from 5 degrees Celsius to 21 degrees – no frost, but nippy enough with cold breezes creating little goosepimpled legs as they assembled kids did their traditional marchpast around the school’s oval.
Our little school had an unfair advantage, with the cutest mascot of all time: Kenny the three-legged dog (owned by the teacher and adored by the students!). They took out the prize for this section despite Kenny attempting to trip them all up as they marched around the oval.
Of course the paparazzi (aka proud Mums) were out in force too!
G’day Harv… we really appreciate you sharing your darling dog with us, y’know. (He was a bit unimpressed that I painted him as the bad guy in that post – I figure if I call him ‘hawt’ and claim all responsibility for my smart-alec references to his generosity, he’ll forgive me.)
Are we good yet, Harv?
The kiddos were all gussied up in the school colours…
Hello Goo-Goo! This child is just adorable – and related to me, of course!
Goo-Goo competed in the famous Beer Carton hurdles (kids only!) which always draws an enthusiastic crowd…
My own darling Violet leapt for her little life over the empty boxes… you’d think her mother would take a leaf out of Goo-Goo’s mother’s hair preparation, wouldn’t you? Poor Violet spent most of the day peering through her windblown locks…
And unfortunately her Mother also passed on her ‘well at least I can swim‘ genetics, which mean that land speed is not among her blessings…
I couldn’t possibly wrap up without sharing Dash’s close buddy (and Harv and Elle’s little man) who travelled with his family about 5 hours to take part in the events. I adore that the cowboy hat remained firmly in place throughout the race (and didn’t slow the little ever-ready bunny down either!)… we good yet, Harv?
And speaking of dashing characters… here’s Dash. Our little trooper was putting in the hard yards in the relay event… like his sister, running distances might not be his thing, but he sure is a ‘team man’.
There was sooooo much more, but you get the general idea. It was a long, exhausting day for one and all. Many, many pies were imbibed. Hands were clapped til they were raw, and medals were handed out for the fastest, the strongest, and the best exponents of that great little (undervalued) trait: sportsmanship.
It all warmed me from the inside.
Anything been warming you lately? Weatherwise or emotionally, please hit the comments and share…