Table tennis 🏓
Sunday noon is the perfect day to write another story about my younger age, but this time is a history with another perspective, but it has a good narrative and many anecdotes I would like to share with you. It was the end of 2009, I was 15 years old at that moment, and I barely practised any sports at that time, I was in a swimming class and a football camp before, but it was only for a few months. I was assisting in the fourth year of high school, and I have faced the changes everyone experiments with at that age. I remember that I was lazy and without motivation at that time, and I think this concerned my parents. My grades in high school weren't good, and I started feeling lost in life. So, one day was the grades notification; I remember that day because I had the poorest grades I ever had some time. Instead of punishing me, my dad came that noon with a giant blue table ping pong; I never had a fascination with that sport, but the size and the fact that it was new and came with...