Editor's note: Ten-year-old James tries to hold his own on the basketball court when he's finally invited to play with the big boys.
Wump, wump, wump. The ball bounces as my big brother Nate and I walk into the park.
At the court everybody shakes hands, and the guys split into two teams of four, Shirts and Skins. I wish I was big enough to play, but because I'm only ten I go to the side court.
No other kids are here, so I practice my game. I dribble, aim for the hoop, shoot, get the ball, shoot, over and over.
Editor's note: Ten-year-old James tries to hold his own on the basketball court when he's finally invited to play with the big boys.
Wump, wump, wump. The ball bounces as my big brother Nate and I walk into the park.
At the court everybody shakes hands, and the guys split into two teams of four, Shirts and Skins. I wish I was big enough to play, but because I'm only ten I go to the side court.
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