My First Goal.

It all started one day at netball practice. We had to practice our goals.
As I waited in line, I thought to myself “shoot, shoot, shoot.”
Then, before I knew it, I was at the front of the line. I felt  as if  there was a crowd watching my every move, like eagles getting ready swoop down and get their prey. But once I shot, I felt like  a Silver fern!

By Lydia