Years ago I volunteered through work to be a reading tutor for a 4th grade student. The student I was paired with and I didn't hit it off well, we didn't share many interests. I'm not a sports person, and that seemed like the primary thing he liked. I tried to use this where I could. One thing I could tell that we were alike on was both of us wanted to excel at a new skill early on and just be GOOD. Otherwise it was hard to put in the effort. I doubt this student would put it this way, especially at the time.
I remember that one of the tasks we were doing was helping them with their typing skills. Encouraging them through computer program typing exercises. He just wasn't having it. I'm not sure if it just wasn't gamified right for him, or he was just getting discouraged at his own mistakes. He had it, just not consistently, and he was getting bored with it. He was telling me he just wasn't good at it and wanted to go and play some google game with a dinosaur.
So I tried this -
Me: It just takes practice, Are you good at throwing a Football? I'm not.
kid: Yeah I am.
Me: Were you always good at throwing a football?
kid: Yep.
Well that didn't work the way I was hoping, I was hoping to engage him in, No you weren't but you kept at it and got better. So lets practice this and you'll get better!
The experience didn't turn out the way I wanted, but it got me thinking, how did I get decent at typing? It wasn't because of the typing classes I had, although I'm sure they helped with the mechanics. This was the most intense typing instruction I'd had to that date - a freshman high school class where the teacher would call out letters and numbers and we would type them into our word processors. I'm sure she started teaching this style of class on typewriters. She had the cadence down, you could hear the synchronized clack of the keyboard after each letter. A -clack - A - clack - Z - clack - Z - clack and so on. It wasn't so much This class. It was that not so long afterward, I started spending more time in the computer lab after school where I had access to the internet, that I didn't have at home yet. I started chatting online with friends through a messenger service.
Once we got the internet at home, this became the major way I communicated. My elder sister had a second telephone line so she didn't dominate the house phone, I had broadband internet and multiple chat windows. I would come home after school, get online and start chatting with my friends. My typing skills exploded, not so much because of the class, but because it ended up being something I did often and with purpose. I wasn't always good at typing. I'm still not the world's fastest typist. I can however type quick enough to express my thoughts in nearly real time, then maybe go back and correct a word here or there before hitting send. I got good at it through being bad at it for a while. I didn't get good at it over night, but I need to see purpose in it to continue to work at it, and overcome being 'bad' at it.
I'm not sure that 10 year old saw much purpose in typing on an arcane keyboard when he's had access to touch screen tablets, and was way more interested in using a videogame controller. The 4th grader and I never really gelled. I did, however, find out something we could work on and do that got him interested in words and wordplay. I found out later that he liked Riddles. So we concentrated some of our reading on those and trying to figure that out. I don't know how much impact I may have had, but I hope some sort of joy in riddles may have continued for him.