Hello! Dear classmates.
My old one is basketball. I started playing it when I was twelve years old.
I inscribed myself in a basketball class in my secondary school. I enjoyed it very much and I love it.
I remember when I was chosen, at my old school, to play in my first real champion. I was very happy and I practiced every day.
Then my parents gave me a ball, a very especial one, because it had tree colors: blue, white and red.
I continued practicing and learning in my free time.
The most important day for me, was when I was chosen the top scorer in the champion school.
The funny thing is that I was given another ball, but this was the traditional one, complete orange.
What I loved more about playing was to use my hands in the ball control, and the group playing.
Now I don´t play the basketball, because I´ve been a very busy lady lately.
As it was my favorite play, now I want to teach it to my son. He´s three years old and he really like playing with balls, so I just hope that he loves this particular sport.
I always liked basketball, but I never learned how to play it. I hope your son learns!
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