Playing badminton

The sunlight was bright and beautiful. In the afternoon, all my family members were playing badminton.

At first, I served a ball, but I did it very badly. Then my father came up and served a ball. He played it very well. He set me an example. I watched him carefully because that was the first time I played badminton.

I asked father to teach me and let me try again. He promised.

I thought next time I could do better.