Easter Sunday

I have never been much for gymnastics or cheerleading, as anyone who knows me very well would know. I’ve always been into sports, especially volleyball. Well, this past Sunday was Easter and my family was all outside watching my little cousin who just so happens to be a cheerleader. She was doing all her flips and hops and whatchamacallits. Everyone looked at me to see if I was going to do anything like that, and I just started to laugh. So, I looked at my older cousin, who also played volleyball in highschool, and who was also very, very good and asked her if she wanted to help me show them what real talent is. (No offense to cheerleaders of topsy tumbly people.) So, we found a volleyball and started playing. Everyone in the family wanted to join in, because they said it looked easier than all the flips and jumps that my other cousin was performing. Well, they started jumping in and playing with us and no one could hit the ball right. It was so funny to me because they all thought that it was so easy, and then they all quickly discovered that it really isn’t easy. Anyways, we had a good laugh, and a good time on Easter Sunday.

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