Oh man, I've been skiing with local kid's groups for a long time now, as far as crazy parents I've seen it all. Last year I had seven 5/6 year olds on Saturdays, which is a big group for that age. I told the parents on the first day to keep their ski poles and one of the dads threw an absolute fit and was really verbally abusive. This is the first time I ever met the guy. I refused to cave but I immediately offered to put his boy in another group. Hoping to lose the crazy but it didn't work. The boy turned out to be awesome and sweet. I had other issues with the dad during the season - I always encourage parents to join for skiing, but not to actually interfere, just watch. He couldn't follow any instructions, ever.
This coming season, for the first time, I'll be coaching a competitive program at Breck. I invited five of the seven kids from last year to join the team. Those were the five that I was able to get fully parallel on blue terrain, beautiful young skiers. The boy and his father will be back. The boy is so cool I'll just deal with the nutjob dad.
I asked my parents to put their kids in fall soccer, to get their legs and lungs ready for winter.
Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.
Henry David Thoreau
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