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a most beautiful day

 

 

Young Athletes – a Special Olympics Project

 

Day One

 

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We met in the tennis courts

 

where the kiddos were running around…exploring…meeting their buddies…making friends

 

 

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Warm up time to get the show on the road.

 

 

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Toby was Trevy’s Field Buddy.

 

They started in the Tennis Station.

 

 

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Each station has 15 minutes of activities around a specific sport offered by the Special Olympics of RI.  For this season we’re exploring Tennis, Track & Field and Soccer.

 

 

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Trevy went from Tennis to Track & Field.

 

 

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It became clear quickly that he looooooved Track & Field!

 

 

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Learning how to hurdle. 

 

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The stickers after each station were a hit!

 

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Next stop – Soccer

 

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When all else fails…pick it up with your hands!  Right?

 

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Miss. May May takes credit for developing that little leg!

 

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Everybody back at the tennis courts for cool down.

 

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Can’t wait for next Sunday!

 

 

To learn more about our Young Athletes program visit here.  And as always…if you would like to touch base with me about Infantile Spasms or how to launch a Young Athletes in your area or anything at all I’m available via email: tanzie213@yahoo.com

 

 

…danielle

Comments

MJStump said…
So this made me cry...what's new :)

What I love so much is how much joy is in Trevy's eyes, and that smile just makes you melt!

Love how much he has grown and Trevy has the best Field Buddy ever...his big brother Toby...the one that will teach him, protect him, and cheer for him.

Hugs and happy dances for you all!
Anonymous said…
all the photos are precious!!!!
Anonymous said…
I want to pocket that smile for every dreary day. What a treasure. I really love the brotherly love picture of Toby yanking Trevy's shirt - he's got places to go! Well done Danielle and other Rhodies!
Anonymous said…
Yippee!!! Love, love, love the pics! Everyone looks so happy. Special Olympics is the most wonderful thing in the world. Way to go Danielle! xoxoxo
legomaster said…
My goodness!
Those are incredible shots....and the absolute glee and joy on Trevy's face is and such a gift. Thanks for sharing!
What a blessing to be involved with Special Olympics. Great stuff Danielle!

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