Bagels And Breadsticks
I played tennis once. My sister wanted me to play against her because she wanted to try out for the high school tennis team. My sister was brave- maybe a little naive as well. Our high school was named one of the best in the state. Of course it was. It was parked in the middle of an affluent area where Brad's and Muffy's resided. Ferris Buehler anyone? Yeah, that affluent. Unfortunately, sister was fighting a losing battle. We came from the other side of the tracks where there was no such thing as extra money for lessons of any kind. I think on the one day I practiced with her we had borrowed badminton rackets. I didn't like running back and forth and I gave up on her. She never had a chance. Some of the girls she made friends with had tennis courts in their back yards, right next to the swimming pools. She never stopped trying to fit in and actually became a pom pom girl. I gave up before I even started. Sometimes Mom would drive me to school (because I tried to ditch) in...