Personal Narrative-Time With Dad

Alone time with dad

“Hey dad, forgot this screw.” I said as I was looking at the manual excitedly. My dad (Yaniv) and I (Adi), were working on building a basketball. My dad was nice and decided to do it a day after we bought the parts for the basketball. We bought the basketball because it was my sister’s birthday and she wanted a basketball really badly, but she wasn’t the only one. I was extremely excited too, because that meant that I don’t have to go to parks all the time just to play basketball for fifteen minutes.
After about an hour of hard work I took a minute to look at the basketball and I thought “This looks like an NBA basketball!!” because it looked so professional. I was amazed by the beauty of the basketball’s structure that I was already day dreaming of playing with it and “SWISSSH” hearing the mellow sound of the basketball going smoothly through the net. I dreamed of playing there for hours and working on anything possible to
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My dad (Yaniv) and I (Adi), were working on building a basketball. My dad was nice and decided to do it a day after we bought the parts for the basketball. We bought the basketball because it was my sister’s birthday and she wanted a basketball really badly, but she wasn’t the only one. I was extremely excited too, because that meant that I don’t have to go to parks all the time just to play basketball for fifteen minutes.
After about an hour of hard work I took a minute to look at the basketball and I thought “This looks like an NBA basketball!!” because it looked so professional. I was amazed by the beauty of the basketball’s structure that I was already day dreaming of playing with it and “SWISSSH” hearing the mellow sound of the basketball going smoothly through the net. I dreamed of playing there for hours and working on anything possible to improving my basketball skills. I would work on lay-ups, shootaround, dribbling, and even

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