Nostalgia

I play tennis every week with a bunch of Japanese and foreign friends. The last few weeks a first-year student at one of my schools has been on the court next to us. He just started learning soft tennis (tennis with a rubber ball and smaller racket) this April. Anyways, him and his dad practice for about an hour while his mom watches from the sidelines. Yesterday it struck me that about 10 years ago I was doing the same thing. I remember spending hours at the Bennett Elementary School undercover gym perfecting my basketball shot with my dad. I guess some things are the same in all countries and cultures. Thanks Dad. I'll always remember the time you spent teaching me!