It is a freezing Friday morning and our team scatters from the bus. The path leads our way to the court and we start warming up. We play a mini game of netball. I start to sprint as I watch my every step. I have goosebumps all over my legs. We start playing the game. I jump, turn, pass! I keep my eye on the ball. The ball flies into the air and I catch it. I don’t know what to do. Should I pass or should I shoot?
I decide to shoot. I flick my wrist as the ball flies into the air. I feel nervous. I open my eyes as it falls into the hoop. Yay! I think to myself. They got four goals. We only managed to get two, so we lost. But I still feel proud.