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My Champion

My son, Jon, who is 6, has been doing gymnastics for about 2 years now. I decided to put him in because he was jumping and flipping around my house anyway. He was getting hurt so I wanted him to learn how to flip and tumble correctly. He loves it and practices his moves for hours at home everyday. I do not need to pressure him to do gymnastics. Therefore, I think it is a great sport for him and I will support him as he advances.

Last Saturday he had his first competition, the Jerrell Steele meet in Richmond, VA. It was a lot of fun to watch and Jon did well for his first competition. I know a lot of that is due to his coach, Diego Deville. Diego is from Argentina where he was once a member of their national artistic team before getting into sport aerobics where he was an international champion. He has great rapport with his students and I hope more parents will try him out. Our team is still new and small. Two of his boys got second place all around and his girl’s team scored the best. We are going against some pretty big gyms one which has a few former Olympians so Diego should be proud of his hard work.

Most of it is Jon’s work. He just started level 4 a few months ago and scored 9th overall. He fell off of the mushroom which is part of the pommel horse and did not dismount well off of the parallel bars or else he would have scored higher. He was disappointed with his score, though we were all proud of his hard work. He practices so hard everyday and wants to do well. I am happy that I don’t have to push him at all and that he and his teammates get along and support each other. He did not show any nerves at all and was not awkward. He did his best and got the “gold” in the vault. His next competition is at the end of the month and I hope he does well.


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