Tennis Coaching

OH MAN, this was bad, really bad. I do not know how to play Tennis, nor do I even know how to hold a Tennis racket properly. As Room 17 sat there on the steaming hot concrete, a man who was going to be our Tennis Coach introduced himself. His name was Marcel.

My fingers were really eager to hold a Racket. As soon as he had told us to pick up one as well as a Tennis ball, my heart started to beat faster. The first thing he had taught us to do, was how to hold a racket, which was one of the most worst problems I had with Tennis. The way he had told us how to hold it was like a frying pan. Soon I got the hang of being like a chef with a Tennis racket. Which was quiet odd.

After a little while, we had to get into partners. My partner was Serena, which was such a good choice. The reason why we had to get into Partners, was because we had to stand opposite each other from the net. Then one partner has to have the Tennis ball while the other has to have their racket with them. So obviously you could see that the one with the ball which was Serena had to chuck it over the net to me, so that I could wak it right back at her not to hard.

Sooner or later we had to move on to the next game which was King Ball. It was pretty much a mini game of Tennis, which was actually filled with fun and a lot of action. I had been put into a group of six. Our whole lesson we had been learning techniques and all of those techniques that we had learned had to be put in the matches that we were going to have with our opponents. The game did not go as planned, but it was still fun being King like only three times.

So today's first lesson didn't go so bad as I had expected. I just can't wait for next week see what Marcel will throw at us this time.