Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Badminton





Badminton. I had done it last week and had learnt heaps. I wondered if it was going to be fun or, just like last week with the coach growling us for not listening. Then I remembered that we had a new coach. Donna. The coach that room 17 had last went to a competition somewhere else. My legs felt sore after the long assembly, but I also felt excited to see what we were learning today.

First up on the agenda, learning the different techniques for badminton, the forehand, backhand and grip. “ Put your thumb in the middle of the racket and hold firmly. There you are holding what we call forehand. Turn it around and there’s your back hand.” Donna instructed us. She said in badminton you can only serve with a backhand. She let us go and we had to try and serve the shuttle. I had found it very difficult to serve because I wasn’t used to doing it. “ STOP!” Donna exclaimed. We all sat down to see what our next activity was.

“ Grab a partner because we are going to play some games. Shuttle Soccer is the first one. The object of the game is to try and hit the shuttle into your partners goal” While Donna was demonstrating, I looked at Vivienne strait away and asked to be her partner. I put back my shuttle and went to Vivienne. My serve. I hit the shuttle as hard as I could but no luck. The shuttle went strait to the ground. “No worries I’ll just do it again” I said to my self. Giving it a go again, SUCCESS! The shuttle went over to Vivienne.

“STOP!” Donna gave a big howl which made me jump. “ Now we are going to play a real game of Badminton. Half of you line up on that side and half on the other side” The first two pairs went up and played until one of them got out, which wasn’t long. As they hit the shuttle, I could hear their rackets making a whirring sound. My turn. The opposite team served. I hit the shuttle and they hit it back. I missed! They scored a point and I was out. This game went on forever until... “STOP!”


“I am sorry but we have run out of time!” Donna said with a sad face. “ Laurene with be back next week so you’ll have lots of fun” We thanked her and went to have lunch. I wonder what will happen next week at Badminton?


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