Whenever I finished a game of badminton, my uncle will tell me where are my weak points and mistakes. Sometimes, some of the uncles there will do likewise. Then today, as usual, they tried to correct me. I was very surprised when one of the uncles came and tell me that I've played well today. Think that he pitied me because so many people were sort of critising me. At that moment, I was quite shocked and touched at the same time. After all I am just a girl there making use of their money to play badminton and they know me for a very short time, yet they cared for me in a sense, just that they showed it differently.
- as told by qin ning @ 7/17/2004 11:30:00 pm | (0) comments

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