I had always wanted to play volleyball since I was young. So I was extremely excited when I heard there was a team for fifth grade.
Are you excited to coach volleyball this year?
Yeah! I just hope we can make finals this year
From then on all I could think about was volleyball.
Volleyball...
Volleyball...
I convinced my best friends to join the team.
Yeah sure.
Please do volleyball with me it'll be fun, I promise.
And I even went to the park after school and on weekends to practice with my dad.
Before I knew it, I was playing my first game and loved every second of it.
The season was almost over; we had won all of our games, and the finals were tomorrow. I was nervous and practicing in my backyard, trying to get ready, when I jammed my finger trying to hit the ball.
OWW!
I stayed up late the night before the tournament, wondering what to do. Eventually, I decided, even though it hurt. I wanted nothing more than to play in the finals, so I decided not to tell either my parents or my coaches and just act like nothing was wrong.
What am I gonna do?
So I pushed through the pain and played.
OW!!
And we won!
YAY!!
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