First Day at Kizsports

I took Gavin for his trial gym class at Kizsports yesterday.

In short, it was disastrous.

Well, not quite as disastrous as Gymboree since we managed to salvage the situation with a bit of fun at playland.

We arrived early and one of the staff manning the reception lead us to the gym room.  The parents and children from the previous class were still inside so the room so perhaps it brought flash backs of A’s party in Gavin’s mind because he immediately did not want to go in.  When I persisted and walked in, his fussing turned into crying.

I took him back out and let him play on a car ride for a while as I wondered how I was going to get him back into the room without the howling.  Shortly after, the parents and children from the previous class started clearing the room leaving behind only one girl and her mother.  I decided to try again.

Spying a ball in the room, I asked Gavin if he would like to play with it.  He nodded.  We went back into the room and he started to explore, albeit cautiously.  He was okay until the instructor called everyone (which was the girl and her mother, Gavin and me) to form a circle.  She put on some music and sang songs, but Gavin didn’t want anything to do with it.

Despite enticing him with Toby and Percy (two Thomas and Friends trains that Jack had given him as a souvenir from his trip down to Singapore), he still wanted to leave the room.  Not wanting him to leave Kizsports with a bad memory of the place (there are only so many of these playschools around so I can’t have him hating all of them or we’ll have no where to go) I managed to coax him into playing at Playland – which is basically like a groovy indoor playground.

Gavin discovered the ball pit where he sat for large part of the time we were in there.  It was only after watching some kids come down the slide that I could convince him to leave the ball pit to explore the rest of the playground.  It was about then that I began to realise my age when my knees started hurting from crawling through the tunnels and I struggled to keep up with my toddler.

Although it was fun reliving my childhood, it was also thoroughly exhausting.  I’m sure I would have been thrilled to bits playing in an environment like Playland as a child, but doing so as an adult is a completely different experience altogether.  On a positive note, by the time we left, Gavin seemed in better spirits and he agreed to come back to Kizsports again in future.

It seems strange that Gavin can be so sociable in most scenarios – he’s friendly with adults and kids.  He loves music and dancing.  He likes to play at the playground and similar structures.  And yet, he hates going to gym class.  The theory is that he finds the environment threatening with its large congregation of kids with their parents.  The instructor’s recommendation is for us to come a little earlier the next time so he can familiarise with the room before it starts to fill up with other children and parents.

Hubby suggested I let Gavin play at Playland before attending his next gym class.  The other suggestion was for Gavin to go with another child that he is familiar with.  My friend CC and her daughter will be back in Malaysia in September and she was planning to take her daughter to the music classes.  Perhaps Gavin will more keen to attend class with more familiar faces for company?


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A Gymboree Experience

A couple of weekends ago, Gavin attended his first birthday party at Gymboree.  His friend A was turning one. 

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Knowing that Gavin loves music and games, I was anticipating him to have a blast at the party.  Below: Adam telling Gavin the rules of the party. (Thanks C for the photo)

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Below: Adam shocked by Gavin’s nonchalant attitude. (Thanks C for the photo)

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Below: With the birthday boy and his parents. (Thanks C for the photo)

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While the guests were arriving, Gavin had fun playing on the gym equipment – he was even making friends:

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When the fun and music began, all he wanted to do was stand in the corner and play by himself:

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After a while, he decided it was too much and he wanted out:

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He even signed “please” as he begged to be taken out of the place.  I thought a breath of fresh air would make a difference. 

Hubby didn’t join us at the party because he was busy entertaining a friend from Australia who was in town.  They were also at Bangsar Village with us and hubby thought he would poke his head in to see how we were doing.  When Daddy tried to take him back to Gymboree, Gavin howled and wanted to be taken back out.

All in all, it was a disaster.  I was devastated.  My social butterfly son was anything but a social butterfly on this day and I was at a loss to understand why.  He seemed to be enjoying himself before the music began but almost the instant the music started, he refused to join the circle and he wanted to play on his own. 

It is difficult to imagine that it was the noise that bothered him since I have taken him to the toy arcade in the toy department of Jusco, Midvalley.  If you’ve ever been there, you’ll realise it is really noisy in there.  It is also difficult to imagine that he was overwhelmed by the crowd since he seems to adore interacting with people.  He waves, smiles and blows kisses at strangers we meet on the street. 

So why did he freak out?  If you’ve got a theory, feel free to share it in the comments below. 

In the end, I took him home early and he missed out cutting Adam’s cake.

I had scheduled a trial music class for him on the following Monday which I wanted to cancel after the disasterous experience at the party.  One of the staff convinced me to go through with it because she felt the environment would be completely different to party.  In the end we didn’t go because I was sick.

I have yet to re-schedule another trial class for Gavin.  We’re going to play gym tomorrow so we’ll see if he still has bad memories of the place.  It’s probably a good thing I didn’t blindly sign up for a year’s membership at Gymboree, although I’m pretty keen on the place. 

Why send Gavin to a place like Gymboree?

  1. helps him to expend his excess toddler energy in a constructive manner which is both fun and educational for him
  2. helps him build rapport with other kids and “teachers” while Mum and Dad or someone he is faimilar with can be with him – this is great preparation for kindergarten when he will have to go on his own
  3. relationship building for him and his Dad or grandparent who brings him to the class

Although my original reasons for wanting to sign Gavin up for Gymboree were largely due to point one, I’m starting to think that reason number two is equally as important.

So far, I’ve only checked out Gymboree and Megakidz but Gymboree looks like a better bet to me.  Gymboree is designed to cater for toddlers, whereas, the focus of Megakidz is the older children.  Although Megakidz has programs for toddlers – like their music class – that’s about all they have.  Gymboree has play group, art classes, music classes, and yoga for kids.

Additionally, Gymboree looks brighter and cleaner.  Admitedly, I’ve only checked out Gymboree in Bangsar Village and Megakidz in Midvalley Megamall (located on the top floor near California Fitness).  If you take your child to another place that you highly recommend, please feel free to share it with me and I will check it out.


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