Okay, so I’m not bad at all sports. I love to play badminton and I dance ballet, but I cannot for the life of me play volleyball. I’m so bad at volleyball, I can’t even play it without getting hit in the head at least once. You must be asking: “Why do you play it then?” Well to that I answer: I have it for gym. Although I haven’t learnt much from the class (meaning I still suck), I’ve learnt some pretty valuable life lessons.
Here’s some context in full dramatized glory:
I’m scared. I can’t. The white ball is hurling at me at I don’t know how many miles per hour. Backing up, I crouch and hit the ball as hard as I can, trying to make it fly up so someone else can hit it. The ball zooms and Continue reading