“Dang, this asian can really play.” “Even if this guy had slanted eyes he can still see though.” “Man, I shouldn’t have underestimated this kid.” It all started in Middle School, the 8th grade. Co-ed Tennis was available to try-out, so I decided to sign-up because I looked up to my older brother in which he plays Junior Varsity at the EKHS. Suddenly, first day of practice was something greatly unexpected.
Eventually I sucked, it wasn’t practically easy for me to play really well because I never tried in 7th grade but now it’s 8th grade and it was the first day of practice. Therefore others, too, they also sucked. But it was a mutual that we all had in common. And we share the same personality of doing something new, which was Tennis. Some of them were 8th graders like me but many of them were the 7th graders. But they actually play really well as average 7th graders then us 8th graders. From then, I focused on becoming the best tennis player. …show more content…
I was scoring, winning and determined. I was able to master my forehand, then my backhand much after. But that I did master them which amazed my coaches, Mrs. Wolf and Mr. Peterson. Time went by and I was getting use to playing Tennis. And they were easily impressed.
Notably, after that week, I was playing against these two tall skilled Caledonia tennis players. They didn’t look like my age and the grade that I was in. I knew that shape and race doesn’t quite matter and I had confidence, my partner and I could beat them. They won first point then won second point, then we finally won third point. Occasionally, one of the Caledonia players slammed the ball straight at my knee. By then, my partner went to me to to check if I was
Eventually I sucked, it wasn’t practically easy for me to play really well because I never tried in 7th grade but now it’s 8th grade and it was the first day of practice. Therefore others, too, they also sucked. But it was a mutual that we all had in common. And we share the same personality of doing something new, which was Tennis. Some of them were 8th graders like me but many of them were the 7th graders. But they actually play really well as average 7th graders then us 8th graders. From then, I focused on becoming the best tennis player. …show more content…
I was scoring, winning and determined. I was able to master my forehand, then my backhand much after. But that I did master them which amazed my coaches, Mrs. Wolf and Mr. Peterson. Time went by and I was getting use to playing Tennis. And they were easily impressed.
Notably, after that week, I was playing against these two tall skilled Caledonia tennis players. They didn’t look like my age and the grade that I was in. I knew that shape and race doesn’t quite matter and I had confidence, my partner and I could beat them. They won first point then won second point, then we finally won third point. Occasionally, one of the Caledonia players slammed the ball straight at my knee. By then, my partner went to me to to check if I was