Day 2: Life of a Little Kicker

Day 2 Tuesday:

On Tuesdays we TRAIN for our classes, ready set GO!

Alright Dad I will count to 50

1…..2………..3……………..4……………………5……………….6…….Dad? We are not at 50 yet, come on. Fine, break time we can take the dog for a walk instead. We need to practice our tiny turtle kicks and our BIG elephant kicks, time to get outside and PLAY!

A Little Kickers life #YourTurnChallenge

Day 1 Monday:

Is it Monday again? I think I should stay here all day!

Do you not know what I have just done all weekend? Well let me tell you! First we had a giant HUNGRY HIPPO show up at our soccer class and we had to feed him all of the soccer balls.

THEN you will never guess what happened! Lenny the pirate came out to play.

Little did he know how fast I can run and I made it all the way to the other island without being captured.

BUT before we knew it Lenny the pirate abandoned his ship and was trying to steal all of our soccer balls, but we have been practicing every week to make sure he doesn’t get them.

And we did IT!! Well done everyone, we managed to escape that silly pirate for now. I think it is only fair I get to sleep on the couch all day. See everyone tomorrow!

What does it take to become a sporting hero?

What does it take to become a sporting hero?

By Christine Stanschus – CEO Little Kickers, based in Toronto, Canada

My husband, Frank, and I were fortunate to be able to attend a fundraising event in Toronto last week, which was organized by the CAN Fund – Canadian Athletes Now.  I have to admit that until I went along to the event, I had little understanding about the lives of athletes who are preparing for the Olympics, and their motivations.

We had the opportunity to see presentations by, and to meet, a number of ex-Olympic medal winners and to hear their stories around their participation in sport.

I had always assumed that athletes who achieve Olympic performance levels are probably born as naturally superior physical beings to the rest of us, and that whilst a certain amount of effort is bound to be involved, they are ultimately “made that way”.  It’s possible for the chosen few to become Olympians, but not for most “ordinary” people.  I assumed it would be obvious from the first time these talented athletes picked up a hockey stick / kicked a football etc, that their gift would shine through and they would be earmarked as a future Olympian and would be set onto a training conveyor belt which would propel them effortlessly to the Olympic Games. 

Whilst many of the athletes who spoke at the event described the buzz they got from competing in their chosen sport right from day one, I was amazed at the way they described their ongoing involvement.   The effort involved in forcing themselves to train when they really didn’t feel like it, the physical discomfort which often bordered on pain, the “down” moments, when they felt they were underachieving.  There were, however, certain characteristics the athletes shared, and messages which were repeated over and over again throughout the presentations and conversations.  The first being the overwhelming sense of pride they feel in representing their country.  Also, the respect and admiration they felt for their teammates and their determination to do their best for “the team”, the dedication and hours of training required in order to achieve their dreams….  Many of them had stories of injuries, which should have resulted in an end to their Olympic careers – serious joint injuries, serious accidents incurred while training etc.  They all managed to overcome these, and to go on to achieve greatness.

The other thing they all had in common was the huge support they had received from their families.  From instilling an early passion for their sport and a drive to do their best, to more mundane things like getting up early to drive them to practice and being a constant source of encouragement when the going got tough.  They were unanimous in their views that without the support of their family they would never have achieved their Olympic goals. 

So whilst physical attributes obviously contribute to the make-up of great athletes, the support of a strong family is equally as important.   So the next time your Little Kicker wakes you up at 7am on a Saturday morning, asking you to take them to football class, remember that all 11 spaces on the 2024 Olympic football squad have yet to be filled…!

To make a donation to the Canadian Athletes Now fund, please visit their website at: www.canadianathletesnow.ca

Outdoor soccer

It's that time of year again. It has come a little bit later than years past and perhaps we are still not completely done with sub-zero temperatures, but Spring is on its way. I can tell because people are leaving their winter boots and parkas at home and rather choosing to break out the running shoes and spring jackets! The snow has all melted and the grass will soon be ready to grow again.

We are excited about the warm weather but even more excited to take our talents into the great outdoors! All of our classes will be moving to local fields for the summer and we are getting our coaches ready to take on some extra classes as demand increases. As we are entering our busiest summer yet we are still accommodating new Little Kickers and welcoming registrations for the Spring and Summer.

Get in touch right away to be sure your little one gets to enjoy a summer of soccer and new friends!

Soccer in Canada

Recent reports across various media outlets in Canada have confirmed that soccer is experiencing growth in participants across all ages, while hockey has started to decline!

This is surprising in a country that has always been so focused (read - fanatical) on hockey. We get behind our favourite teams with all of our vim and vigour and when it comes to supporting teams in International Competitions, we come together and unite behind our very successful Canadian hockey teams.

So why are more people playing soccer? There are obvious links between the cost of getting a child enrolled in hockey and the drop of participants. There are also links between the number of immigrants who come from countries that hold soccer in the highest regard.

Whatever the reason, Canadian's are now flocking to the local fields to take it all in! We as Canadian's are starting to embrace just how global this game is and perhaps... just maybe... we are buying into the hype!

Let's hope these promising trends can enable our National Teams to compete at the highest level.

Welcome to Little Kickers Canada's blog!

Hi all,

I just wanted to introduce our new blog! We will be adding blog entries regularly covering all kinds of topics relating to soccer and kids. I hope you will check back often to see what we are up to and feel free to interact by way of making comments.

We look forward to connecting with you soon.

Little Kickers Canada

Sprechen zie Football?

Bonjour, or should I say Yiassou having just returned from the Greek island of Crete. My girlfriend and I had a lovely time, a much deserved break for us both, a chance to relax in the sun, snorkel and various other activities.

It was about the fourth day into our holiday, and one of the cleaners who smiled so much it could almost be considered a condition, greeted us with a big smile and a loud “kalimera,”! Needless to say Stacey and I looked at each other slightly puzzled as to what “kalimera” meant. We later found out that it meant ‘good morning’, however it took us four days (out of a possible 7) to realise that we didn’t know any Greek. We were in Crete, but knew nothing of their language.

In our defence, upon arrival we could have easily thought we had landed in Birmingham, we were greeted by a long string of midlanders, it felt like the Costa del Coventry. Upon arrival to the airport and getting to the hotel, to being around the pool and on the beach, people would talk to us in English. This worried me slightly, was I that pale that they knew I was English? I had no Harry Potter books on me, and I didn’t drink tea so it couldn’t have been living up to the stereotype, and Stacey refused to allow me to pack my union jack bandana, much to my dismay!!!

We felt rude, we were in someone else’s country and we hadn’t even tried speaking their language. From then on we made a real conscious effort to speak in their language, admittedly for them to answer in English but at least we had tried.

During the same day I discovered a new language. A revelation. A language that we could all speak, no matter what country of origin. I found out that I could speak “Football”! I discovered this whilst walking past the numerous taverns and bars, each showing a different football match as to cater for everyone. I found myself speaking “Football” to so many different people.

Football has become an international language in itself. Adored and loved by so many, everyone has their own opinion on teams, players and managers, and regardless of if you want to hear someone’s opinion, if you speak Football you will receive it! Luckily for me, the island was full of Man Utd supporters, so I felt at home amongst friends. Whether it was just “what a goal” and sticking your thumbs up at them, or just naming players such as Messi and shaking your head in disbelief of his mastery of a football, it became a conversation, somewhat disjointed, but a conversation none the less.

Football brings people together. From all different walks of life, locally and as I found out - internationally. At Little Kickers we have sessions running on the other side of the world. And yes, some of us have slightly different accents, some may even speak another language, but speaking the language of Football has allowed people to share ideas, discuss opinions and bring people closer together. At Little Kickers children learn to love the game in the correct atmosphere, the love for the game so that in 18 years time, when they go off on their first holiday you know they are that little bit safer in the country because they can speak the same language….Football.

Note: If you are a Man Utd fan, do not holiday in Liverpool and expect to speak the same language. Lesson learnt.