I'd like to tell you about my passion: volleyball. My adventure with volleyball started when I was in second grade of middle school. I joined my team and became a different person. It wasn't excatly my choice- it was my parents' way to punish me. Before, I was very rebelious and caused a lot of trouble. I suppose my parents wanted to give me something to do in my free time-not to meet the people who had been bad influence. So at the beginning I wasn't totally thrilled about the idea.
First of all the situation was psychologically difficult for me: all the girls of the team had played together for more than 5 years and I hadn't. Moreover, they were very close with each other and I was the outsider. I had to prove what I was worth and it didn't come easy: try playing like a pro when you even don't know how to do it. That's when the hardest work came. I practised everyday, weekends included. In time girls started to trust me and finally accepted me. Now I can't imagine my life without them and the sport.
I know I can't force anybody to like volleyball the way I do but writing about anything else seems like something I cannot cope with. Therefore I want to take a challange and write about interesting facts committed with volleyball. Let's see how long I can go on without boring you to death.
Until next Friday.