Badminton-an expounding

I love playing badminton. Is there some saying about how we love to do those things best we're hopelessly awful at? I have a sneaking suspicion I am really terrible at badminton though my coach doesn't say anything about it beyond some vague mention of practice, and my fellow students are completely expressionless when I play. Well, some of the boys laugh, or at least look as though they would snigger at any moment, but they're just kids, aren't they? They don't really matter :)

I tried playing with my sister after I decided I needed the practice and she decided she needed the exercise. I certainly gave her a lot of exercise, whatever else happened. My sister said I played pathetically, and I was surprised. I knew I wasn't very good yet, but I thought I was rather tolerable.

"Didn't I play better than you? Surely I did. Look at those high shots! Aren't they wonderful?", I asked in a bewildered, yet hopeful tone.

My sister's only response was an incredulous look that would put any doubting Thomas to shame. I could practically see her brain going "This is clearly the worst case of egoism and wilful ignorance of one's own faults I've ever seen" She always thought I was rather conceited-she was completely mistaken of course, I need not fail to add-but this seemed to be too much even for her.

So that's why I have a sneaking suspicion I'm not that good at the game. Yet, I shall march on bravely, my head held high and my confidence unshaken. Wish me luck!