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B.Ball

The weather was kinda great.
no sunshine and the view of sun.
thick cloud covered the whole sky.
and that was the most dealing time to take a ride.

With a bottle of sky juice, hand phone and basketball..
oh yeah.the most important thing..my bike's key..
i twisted the key and the engine began to scream loudly..
Simply..both my hand gripping tightly on the handle..
and my right hand twisted the handle..
the bike started to move..

broom..
the fearful sound playing around my ears..
the needle immediately moved upwards showing 60 km per hour..
within a few second..
the view of my house had disappeared from my vision..

it was so cool and refreshing..
when wind blew against me..
my body was chilled by the wind..
on a silent road without any appearance of vehicles..
only lonely trees standing on the land by the side of the road..
shading me from the light..

After a few minutes of enjoyment..
i reached my destination..
the basketball court was waiting for me..
there were a few kids too..
blocking my way for a solo show..

'來。我們來打一場。谁到5就贏。’
A little boy around 14 approached me and said that way.
i was absolutely feeling pleasure for a match.
He was small and skinny till i can simply doubt his strength..

He got the chance of starting the match..
At first,i didn't wished for the victory..
but then when i realize how powerful the lil boy was..
i came to serious..
We played fiercely and we actually got the same point at 3.
That boy seriously stunned me when he got to score 3 times at the same position.
His throw impressed me so much..

At last, he won me by 5 to 4.
i felt deeply ashamed but a greet still came out from my mouth.
Today's moral value simply taught me that one shouldn't be too proud of himself and look down at others..
As the others might had special ability which we cannot doubt by the way they looks.

The story ends after i had another match with more kids.
With my clothes wet,
i hoop on to my bike and sprint back to my house..

Seems like i have to train harder than usual as the preparation for another meet up with the kid who had taught me to be a humble person.


P/S: Please forgive me for my poor mandarin
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