How to train your dragon, Easter holiday club style
Last Easter, we came face-to-face with a ferocious dragon.
It breathed fire hotter than a Hungarian Horntail. Charged faster than a Charizard. Teeth sharper than a shark’s. But it also wore a pink puffer coat, had plaits in her hair and came up to about our waists.
An ordinary day at St Paul’s
Our little fireball at the heart of this story didn’t start the day off as a dragon. No no, she ran merrily through the gates of St Paul’s that morning, as every other 5-year-old does during holiday club. She spent the morning dodgeballing and hula-hooping, she literally jumped through hoops to help her team win the hoop-jumping race. It looked like a very regular Wednesday holiday club in Wokingham.
There’s a dragon in my Easter holiday club
The dragon appeared shortly after lunch. Jake had just announced the afternoon’s activities:
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football - play the manager, shooting practice and matches
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zorbs - bouncing, boinging and attempting roly polys
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tennis - beat the dungeon master.
Our tiny fire-breather sat down, deep in thought. What did she really want to do with her afternoon?
Then, puff. She stood up as tall as she could make herself, spread out her arms as wide as they’d go, flapped them up and down, up and down, and let out a rip-roaring roar towards the football field.
We were flabbergasted. How on earth had a dragon managed to get past the locked gates and into the playground? How would we explain this to the parents?
Fortunately, our flying friend clocked the terror in our faces, transformed back into the little girl we remembered and asked that, if it was alright with us, she was going to be a dragon for a bit.
Phew.
And for the next 20 minutes, she flapped and roared and stomped and breathed as merrily as she’d ran into the club that morning.
A world of pure imagination
So we may have exaggerated, there might not have been a real-life dragon (is that even a thing?) at our holiday club that day.
But it’s not all about sticking to agendas and organised fun. Don’t get us wrong, we can magic up a mass game of capture the flag quicker than you can say “bibbidy bobbidy boo”.
But if children can come to our clubs, plug in their imaginations and feel confident to be whatever they want to be, then we’ve done our job right.
Wanted: Children and mythical creatures
Do your kids fancy stretching their legs, arms and imaginations for a day, a week or even two whole weeks? Our Easter clubs are just around the corner, so hippity hoppity hop on to our holiday clubs page to find out where we’ll be, what else we’ll get up to and book on today.