If you are a Beach Boys fan, you should be familiar with the song “Be True To Your School”. I don’t know why, but I have always loved that song. I also know from past experience that our small school community is an awesome group of caring families. Yet, I was still blown away from the loyalty and willingness that I encountered when I sent out my S.O.S. message. I asked one mother, who had two children that were old enough, if one of them would be willing to be a stand in for one night. Luckily for her children they did not have a current sports physical on file, because she was willing to throw them both into the ring with no volleyball experience what so ever. You gotta love those moms who will volunteer their kids willingly and without their children’s knowledge. He he he
The next mother I texted had asked her daughter and the daughter was willing to step in because her school needed her. Her mother had told me that her daughter did not know any of the volleyball rules, but if her school needed her, she would be there for them. The mother told me that she could tell her daughter was doing it out of an obligation to her school, not because she really wanted to play. That was a bit of an eye-opener to see a young girl that had that sense of loyalty to her school at such a young age. That shows how well her parents have raised her.
I had spoken to one of the faculty members earlier in the week who had mentioned that they would have loved for their daughter to play volleyball, but her daughter was not interested. Well, I decided to send an S.O.S. text to her, hoping that her daughter would stand in for one game. She asked her daughter again, yes, this mother asked her daughter. The daughter was willing to try, but she really would feel better if she had someone work with her on what to expect. So I volunteered to give her a crash course the day before to the game.
There was one other girl that I had spoken to about playing for the night. She was very eager to try, even though she had never played before. So I sent her mother a text and got her approval for her to play. After I had found a second girl that was willing to play Friday night, I got back with the mother of the loyal daughter. I told the mother that her daughter was welcome to play for our team if she wanted to AND if the mother wanted her to. I knew that she was a mother of four children and that her girls already participated in gymnastics. So I didn’t want to put an additional task on her plate. The mother appreciated my offer, but said that if I was covered for the game, she would prefer her daughter did not add another extra curriculum activity. I told her I totally understood and appreciated her daughter’s loyalty for her school.
After school Thursday, I arrived with a volleyball in my hand and a plan to give a crash course on volleyball. I was hoping to use the school’s gym for the practice, however, it was being decorated for Grandparent’s Day. So I ended up giving the two girls a crash course on the school playground, during a heat advisory. So the heat was on in more than one way. It was physically hot outside and I was teaching them everything they needed to know about volleyball 24-hours before their first game. No pressure! I decided that if I didn’t die of a heat stroke, then that was a sign that I was making the right move on getting a make-shift volleyball team together.
The crash course practice went pretty well and the two girls were willing to try. So I gave them the run down on what to expect at the game. I showed them how to serve and bump the ball. I gave them a chance to try it a few times. Then I explained to them that I was not expecting them to be this ultimate superstar on the court. I was mostly looking for them to be a physical body to help us make a team. I told them if they hit the ball over the net that was great. However, if they did nothing more than stand there, I would be okay with that. The girls were enjoying the crash course so much that they were asking if it was too late to sign up for volleyball. I told them that they were more than welcome to join the team if they liked playing Friday night’s games. I left the school that night with a pretty good feeling. I knew that I had enough players to make up a team. Whether they won or lost didn’t matter to me, they were going to be able to play the games and that was the most important part.