Grand Slam

“Wow!! ”

Greeting marble and Jinhee from the car upon arrival at the destination was the best indoor coat in the country. Jinhee glittered at the sight of wonder.

“First! Let's start with the basics. ”

Unlike his prediction that he would only teach the Forhand Swing all day long by starting with how to hold the grip, the lesson was truly childish and liberal. Jinhee is coached by a rationalist to make sure she never gets tired, so what is the content?

“Here, throw the ball! ”

It was a series of 'When Yuli shouts, Jinhee throws a tennis ball forcefully’.

Starting with a simple hands-on catch ball, Jinhee turned into a racquetball after a while. Grabbing the grip, without teaching swing, was a game that literally hit the ball at random. Nevertheless, Jinhee played the ball excitedly whining about what was so funny.

“Uh, is that a lesson? ”

Choi Young-tae, who was staring at me, asked me a question.

“That's how I like to proceed. It is ideal for children to approach it like that and gradually intensify the training process. But Lee Young-seok, you must be different, right? ”

Choi Young-tae's eyes glowed sharply.

The marble felt thrilled by the tension of pulling the body taut.

“Of course.”

* * *

Bam!

Forhand is still immature.

Now that I've switched to my left hand, just handing over the net is a lot of work. You can say you're a beginner. Even after the competition, I didn't lose to marble. However,

Bang!!

All of the six-six indoor coats noticed a marble backhand.

It's because it sounded like a huge stroke of the last kid.

That's it, anyone who enjoys tennis in the slightest can tell. How high is the creepy and slender trajectory swing?

Choi Young-tae was also surprised.

However, he tried several balls without teasing.

Choi Young-tae gave a high ball deep in the back of the coat and the marble was treated as a rising on the baseline (bottom of the coat line).

Rising ball stroke means bouncing and bouncing balls. If a normal stroke strikes when the ball bounces to the apex, the riding is a quick timing as soon as the ball bounces.

“Sure, your choice is good, but first let's practice moving your feet. There's no guarantee that rising will always work. I get lazy while riding in a lesson, so I also ride in a race. ”

Young Tae keeps throwing the ball, lengthening his words. The marble breathes its last, but it is still engraved and focused on the ball.

“I'm out.”

Choi Young-tae shouted, and the ball came in at a sharp angle, and was bounced once in front of him and ran out of his coat.

The bright marble ran without hesitation and was dealt with by a running backhand.

A swiped ball is inserted in the opposite base line.

This time, I opened my mouth to see if Choi Young was even slightly surprised. At best, I thought I would float the ball to a slice (a stroke that feels like a spinning ball from top to bottom rather than hitting the ball) or a robe (Lob, a technique that aims at the baseline of the opposing coat to catch the ball high and slow), but the child hit the running backhand, not the running hand. With a two-handed backhand!

“Well done. That was impeccable. ”

Choi Young-tae clenched her neck and said again.

“Backhand strokes are very high. Hold the back hand in the direction of more skill. Then we need to focus on Forhand at The Stroke. Let's pick up the ball and have a little more forehand. ”

“Yes!”

Even though he was glad to be praised, he was not happy at all.

I practiced with my tennis manian parents at every turn, but I didn't expect him to suffer like this.

In fact, when you compete, the po and back strokes make up 70% of the total, of which more than 60% are fae hands. In other words, the weakness of marble was obvious and easy for anyone to target, since it is the most used in a game.

But on the other hand, I was happy and happy to be able to hit the ball with such a healthy leg.

‘Tennis is fun. ’

The greatest share of love for tennis is that there is no doubt about living a professional life. A short distance to pick up the ball is such a happy rock.

After that, he had time to check Bali, Sub, Smash, etc. with Choi Young-tae for about an hour.

* * *

“Did you have fun?”

Choi Young-tae is driving me home as well as coming home.

Jinhee is also a very comfortable face. He stroked Jinhee's head again for no reason and asked.

“Yuck! This is so much fun! ”

Jinhee naturally accepted the touch of marble and replied clearly.

It's funny, though. Because of the lack of access, I thought it was natural that there was no more fun sport than tennis. Choi Young-tae and Yu-ri sitting in front were also smiling gladly.

‘I was prepared because they were kids. ’

The reason for playing with Jinhee for more than an hour was surprised in many ways.

First of all, I was surprised by the gentleness and kindness. Jinhee was too nice even though she was too old to listen to me. The marble I learned in the next coat is so stirring up the child's subject that it scares me.

Second, I was amazed by their talents.

I was not surprised that I received a testimony from a marble, but Jinhee is also talented. Jinhee, who became friends with the ball in an hour, bounced off the ball ten times without dropping it on the rim of the racket head and surprised everyone. If I think about the friendliness of public relations, I think I will be able to live as an okay player in the future, assuming that I continue to enjoy tennis and the smooth growth of my body.

Of course, if it's only been a day and you don't have any talent on the other side, you still don't know.

Young Seok Choi and the reason why he received a lot of money to teach, but the children's first impression gave them joy enough to forget the amount. In the future, motivation rose with a sense of obligation to grow preciously.

“Goodbye! ”

Jinhee waves her hands with marble at the front door.

I'm a little tired. It's only been six hours, but my eyes are closed. Even that look was cute, so marble smiled.

“Yes, see you tomorrow! ”

It was the first day of everything, so I thought it was a long day.

Especially in tennis lessons, I felt sensitive as if my whole body's nerves were melting. If I was short because of my huge concentration, I felt like that moment all day long.

“I've been back.”

A marble came home and the light is on for some reason.

“Is your son here? ”

As I heard Mother's voice, I felt relieved and comforted.

I felt like falling asleep right now. My mother came to the porch and hugged the marble. The body of a 7-year-old marble was so light that it was easy to hear.

"How strong is my mother? Is that what moms do? ’

No, maybe the power of his mother, Hanminji, is more than ordinary.

Quartz told his mother who was baptizing him with a sudden hug and kiss.

“Ugh · · Don't sweat it. I'm dirty now. ”

That's what my mother said.

“No matter how old you used to be, you're seven now, so don't take away my joy from him when he's that age. ”

“· · Yes. ”

I thought it was clumsy, but I couldn't stop the marble from warming my heart.

“Should we eat? Are you hungry?”

She went to the kitchen with her marble in her arms before she even answered.

“Wow · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The marble was surprised by the flurry of rice.

My eyes were dazzled with kimchi stew, fried oysters, fried beef, stir-fried meat, and over five kinds of leafy vegetables · · · so glamorous.

When the quartz woke up, Mother smiled shyly and said.

“It was your father. Does it kill you every time you eat? · · · Do you think I'll ever think about eating? ”

Mother said, my father came out of the kitchen and took off his apron.

“Cooking is paradise compared to washing dishes and laundry. Honey, wash your hands and come. Let's eat.”

“Yes!”

When I saw the meal table, I was full of energy and empowered myself.

I often washed my hands and ate with my parents, and I felt no more happiness with marble.

"Good, you can go through this again." ’

It is a stone that is determined to repay my parents for their hard work.