Personal Narrative: My Sister Playing Basketball

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One day when I was 3 years old I always saw my sister playing basketball. I had always wanted to play with her but I didn't know how to play basketball.So when summer came my dad bought a basketball goal for me,a little one of course.So my dad and I went out there one day and my dad started to teach me to play basketball.We had our ups and downs,I might have even fallen a few times.But,it was about to be the next school year for my sister.She signed up for basketball.I asked my dad if I had to wait until I was in school to play and he said he doesn't really know.So on my sister's first day back to school me and my dad looked everywhere to see if I had to wait until I was in school..But,I didn't, there was this basketball group called the

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