Life Is Like One Big Amusement Park. So my son, the great philosopher says. This week is soccer tryouts at our junior high school. We have experienced one big string of unbelievable bad timing incidents. First of all, had we not moved back here from Tucson, he would have been able to just sign up for every sport he wanted to play with no tryouts. Here, there are tryouts. An entire week of them, two hours a night, for each sport. The year before he started junior high, there were A teams and B teams. The year he started junior high, the B teams were cut because there weren't large enough numbers at competing schools. So the A teams fill up really fast primarily with club team players. Last year in 7
th grade, approximately 30 students tried out for 18 spots. 12 had to be cut. This year in 7
th grade, only 18 students tried out for 18 positions. They all get to be on the team. My son is in 8
th grade. 26 students tried out for 18 positions. 7 will be cut today after school. He has such a wonderful attitude, but I told him it was more painful for me. The next day he came to me and said "Mom I thought about what you said and I want to tell you that I look at life like one big amusement park and this is just one of the rides." Now why can't I look at life like that???