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Some-Kinda-Blog-Stop Five Feet and Eight
Some-Kinda-Blog-Stop Five Feet and Eight | Five Feet and Eight |
| Friday, 24 October 2008 | |
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"Eww.. That's Healthy!" Those words came from a ten-year old when I asked her why she don't eat the cereal in the cupboard. So I wonder, how do we explain to a child that eating healthy is all right? How do we change their conception that going on a diet does not only mean losing or gaining weight? How do we change their notion of dieting? How do we tell them that at ten, they don't have to worry about anything except when the doctor says they are grossly overweight, which, she's not. I've seen her videos and pictures and I am proud of how she's developed the past year. "I want to be five feet and eight." She has the potential to be one, in fact. I believe that given the right guide for her growth and development, she will reach her goal. Like having the right food, getting enough sleep, and giving her the opportunity to have some good physical activities. But then, how motivated is she to be there? How do we encourage her to exert some effort when she has accepted the fact that she's lazy? Now, that's a thought. I wish to see her get there one day. I adore this child. She's pretty and nice. And having her tell me what she wants, I tried to explain things to her while doing her hair. The other day, I told her to drink milk every day so she'll grow taller. I saw her fill her glass with fresh milk from the fridge. That's a good start, I thought. I told her to watch what she's eating and that she should eat food with lots of calcium in it like milk and cheese because calcium is necessary for children for their rapid growth. Even explained to her the importance of getting enough sleep while she's in her growing-up years. "Is there a hundred-meter swimming race in the Olympics? How tall should the athletes be?" WoW! I was surprised by her enquiry. She's a swimmer, by the way. She's being trained once a week and heard that she's really good at it. So again, I tried to talk to her some more about getting to her goal. This being the second one, I presumed. I asked her to record her height then we'll see the changes in two months. She said she doesn't know how tall she is now but she marked her door to record it. So I guess we will have to use the meter-stick later to get the numbers. I told her how discipline is being imposed by an athlete's trainer. How they watch their food, how they discipline themselves on their sleeping habit. How they train every single day. I told her it's not easy but if she really want to reach her goal, it's the only way to be there. "How come [a certain athlete] ate junk foods after he won the olympics?" I don't know who she was talking about and I don't know where she saw that but I know I had to have a good excuse for that fellow (talk about being a role model to kids, eh?!). I told her that it's acceptable to pig-out on junk food once in a while and maybe it was his way of rewarding himself for winning because during the training the trainer will really watch over you, even the things that you eat is planned. "Oh! That's mean," she said. So again I told her the role of discipline in getting to her goal. Lastly, this morning, I asked her to bring some snacks to school because I only saw her grab a pouch of juice, and she said: "I'm on a diet." Uhh... there goes my lecture, eh? I don't know how much information she has grabbed and digested but by simply knowing she has a goal, I am assured that she's chewing, although slowly, every bit of our conversation. I am proud of her just the same. She's ten going on eleven and she's about my height. She's just a few inches away from her goal. And she will be there. |
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