Sunday, November 6, 2011
My mum had always told me that she used to play tennis when she was younger, and I never believed her. One day I saw a old dusty tennis racket in a shed outside and it said my mums name on it. "So you did play tennis" I said. She sighed and walked off, I wanted to know more about it. I was annoying her all day.
The first skill we had to learn was how to hold the Tennis racket, in other words the grip. First, we had to put our hand in a V position, and picked it up like you were using a frying pan. This was the same way we held the BAT, when we had Cricket coaching. We then had to bounce our tennis ball with the racket and keep the ball steady, It is harder then you think.
We then had to learn was the forehand. Our coach Marcel told us that we were going to play a game and everyone started cheering. Games was what we were really here for. Thsi game was supposed to help us learn how to hit a forehand properly. We had to choose a partner, and they had to toss us the tennis balll. Marcel wanted us to hit it softly but I wasn't used to, "Come on HAND" I said.
That first day of tennis coaching was so cool and was really fun. I cant wait for the next week.