Saturday, February 18, 2012

Disrespect

I believe that every single person has had the feeling of being disrespected sometime somehow in their life. I remember when I was really little, during summer my parents had work so they sent both my brother and me to a sports camp. In that camp, they focused on basketball. And in case you don't know, the only sport I'm good at is swimming. I'm really not good at any on-land sports, especially those that involve balls. When people pass them to me, I can't catch them, because I close my eyes, feeling afraid that the ball will hurt me. Because when I was little, I was a lot chubbier than I am right now, and I didn't know how to play basketball, unlike my brother and all the other people that went to the camp, the students and teachers didn't respect me. When picking teams, they all tried not the pick me, excluding me, and one person, I remember, even made this "tsktsk" noise when she knew that I was in her team. I really felt disrespected. I know that I have bad basketball skills, and I know that people want skilled people in their teams, but making sounds like that really hurt my feelings and I got angry too. The bad thing, was that I didn't have the guts to say anything to the people that hurt me. I was very angry, and also sad about how I was excluded and embarrassed by my bad basketball skills. 

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