Short Story- Skills and Practice

When I was a child, I loved basketball. Almost all my relatives played. My favorite unclewas the all-time leading scorer at the local high school, and my first recollections about mychildhood involve a basketball. I loved to play, but I also loved to practice. So I practiced. A lot.(Of course, I am not a well-known NBA star; so you know how good I really was.) Anyway, Ialways practiced with my left hand a lot more because I was right-handed. I hoped to overcomemy weakness in the left hand and gain an advantage over others. Ironically, by the time Ireached college, I had lost some of my skills using my right hand, and players would anticipatethat I would go to the left!