What Skooey Mean To Me

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When people look at me, I figure they must be drawing many different conclusions about me. Since I am that tall kid with the peculiar and unpronounceable name leads to many people mispronouncing it, or using some version of my name to speak to me, whether it is “Skooey,” “Sky” or simply, “Sku.” People look at me and automatically assume: that guy must be great at basketball. He must be extremely good at sports. Who would not assume the tall person is sporty? “He must be a great runner too,” they say. On the bus however, people may perceive me differently. During those long, irritating bus rides I am quiet and confined to myself. I normally look like a mad kid who just wants to keep sleeping well into the afternoon instead of catching a bus at 7:45 am. With my music blaring in my ears, I usually pay little to no attention to what goes on around me. What happens around me at 7:45, does not concern me. …show more content…
Any Hebrew teacher I have ever had can speak about how they went several days, weeks or even months pronouncing improperly. However, when it comes to basketball, the perception of my athletic ability is laughably false. No, I cannot play basketball for my life. Unfortunately, my height should have gone to someone with far more basketball skill, not to me. Another false perception: my running ability. While I run quite often, my stamina is not quite what people would expect from a tall guy like me. Sprinting for more than thirty seconds will leave me exhausted and completely out-of-breath. Yes, I do run but no, I am not a good runner. My lack of stamina and skill in sports has left me simply playing golf and exercising. When it comes to the bus however, I am that angry kid sitting on the bus. I would be delighted if I did not have to sit on the bus and did not have to wake up at 6:40 am. While I am a nice and friendly person, I am a different person on the bus. Talk to me, or make me remove my headphones and I will surely be

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