It seemed like an eternity as names were called, and kids ran off to their group. I, however, stood there…waiting…
Gym class was never my favorite. Although it wasn’t the actual gym class I had a problem with, as I really enjoyed the activities. This was what drew me to hate it.
Another name called out. That left me, and one other boy. Again.
My heart sank as I anticipated my name being called, only to realize that it was the voice of the gym teacher giving instructions.
I choked back tears. After all, we should be good sports, right?