Monday, 4 November 2013


It was an october morning, the weather was sunny. I was only a child, an eight years old child. That morning was not ordinary, because I was going to play my first basketball match ever. Therefore, I felt nervous, so I could not have breakfast. My father left me at the sportscentre, then the game began. When it finished, I was delighted and, also quite relieved. The reason of my happiness was unbelievable: I scored the basket which gave us the victory. It was a really nice experience.

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