The Diary of a Tennis Nerd Chapter 1

Submitted by Hailey Hallow on Sat, 10/10/2009 - 21:43


           One day my friend came up to me and said I should write a book based on my tennis life.  At first I thought, no way, my life is too complicated to write down on paper.  After thinking about it for a few weeks I decided to give it a try.  Here is my tennis life for you.  

          My name is Hailey Rochin and I am 14 years old.  I have green eyes the color of well kept up grass in the summer.  I don't know what color my hair is anymore.  I dyed it when I went on vacation with my family to Rhode Island a redish brown color.  I wish I had long legs like my sister Tatum, but, my height comes from my dads side.  Short and stocky.  Don't get me wrong I like being short.  It has it's advanteges, for example, I get to boss around my brother to reach the high stuff in the kitchen because I can't reach.

        I started playing tennis when I was about six years old.  I had one of thoes cheap 27 dollar racquets you get from Wal-Mart.  Our family lived in Abeline texas at the time.  Abeline is a medium sized city in the middle of nowhere, north of Dallas.  Anyways, my dad came home in the late afternoon and showed me what he bought.  He had a can of new tennis balls in one hand, and a new shiny pink Serena Williams racquet in the other.  I didn't know which one to pick.  The balls looked bouncy and fun but, the racquet looked like a princess wand.  Give me a break! I was six!  My father took me out onto a tennis court and showed me what the shiny wand was for.  Only guess what? It wasnt a wand.  I was a bit shocked and sad.  I thought it was going to spark out flames or something.  Then my dad told me to concentrate and use the racquet to hit the balls.  I used all my concentration and focus I could handel and hit the ball as hard as I could!  I felt like I was on top of the world!  That day was the first day I started loving tennis.  When the ball connected with the strings and the ball fuzz flew into the air I knew that I would never stop hitting.  It is now seven years later and I am an official tennis nerd.


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