Tennis backhand that is. Today was slightly warmer than it has been and not much chance of rain. So after I let the Kid play in the playground for a full hour after class, we headed to the tennis courts for a bit. The 13 year old was playing in the next court, so we watched him while we played. The Kid was not very good when we first started months ago. He rarely made contact, and it never seemed to go over the net. Since then, he can hit the ball pretty straight and almost always makes contact. He still never managed the backhand though and would run around trying to get the racket on the right side. I finally had enough and taught him how to hit the other way. He was pretty good right off and immediately stopped trying to use his forehand unnecessarily. Pretty impressive.
He was in a good mood all afternoon which was nice because a couple of times he fell or got hit and just laughed it off. In the wrong mood, a much lesser injury would cause tears, so I was happy to spend time with him in this mood. He kept wanting me to hit the ball faster and right at him. I told him if I hit him he's not allowed to cry. Not 3 shots later and he gets hit in the face (off a ricochet I think), he paused and then just started laughing. That was close.
He was in a good mood all afternoon which was nice because a couple of times he fell or got hit and just laughed it off. In the wrong mood, a much lesser injury would cause tears, so I was happy to spend time with him in this mood. He kept wanting me to hit the ball faster and right at him. I told him if I hit him he's not allowed to cry. Not 3 shots later and he gets hit in the face (off a ricochet I think), he paused and then just started laughing. That was close.
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