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Camila's POV
Isa–isang naghiyawan ang buong volleyball team nang marinig ang sinabi ni Denise. Isa–isa silang lumapit sa akin, hindi mawawala ang mga ngiti kanilang mga labi. Ramdam ko ang saya nila habang palapit sila sa akin. Hindi ko magawang maging malungkot nang dahil sa ngiti nila na sumalubong sa akin.
They welcomed us with a broad grin painted on their faces from the moment they arrived at where we were. This is such an intriguing matter. An individual with brown hair that was braided in a lengthy length talked.
She winked at me, and I couldn't help but notice that she looked a little bit like someone I'd seen before. "Are you ready to be a captain ball, again?" After that, she began tossing the volleyball to me, and I was able to catch it with flying colors.
Muli silang naghiyawan, iyon ang malakas na ingay na bumulabog sa buong covered court. Maingay, at nag–eecho ang hiyawan nila, kaya hindi na ako magtataka kung maririnig ng ibang mga player sa kabilang court ang ingayan namin. There are no words that can accurately express how I have been feeling right now. After receiving a gracious welcome, I found that my passion for victory was reawakened.
During the time that I was responding to her questioning, I had a smirk that was both humorous and expressive. "I had never quit, though," After putting forth my statement, everyone in the room started clapping, shouting, and even cheering for me.
As we began our practice, I could make out the warmth of their welcome. When I was in high school, I became a member of the varsity volleyball team. I have been playing volleyball ever since I was a child as well. After serving as a captain throughout my period in high school, I made the choice that I did not want to take on any further responsibilities at this college.
For the sake of devoting more time to my academics, I ultimately chose to stop playing volleyball, although I constantly continued playing. At any time that I feel like it, I play. I was not the right person to keep the team together, and that team was this volleyball team.
I was tapped on the shoulder by Coach Rivero. "Thank you for cooperating, Camila. We are all rooting for you," While he was saying something, he smiled.
After we had a brief conversation, Coach Rivero presented me with a brand-new volleyball jersey and a pair of Nike gym shorts that I would use for the duration of the practice. In addition to the name of our team being put on the front of the shirt, the number 29 was embroidered on the back of the clothing item, and my last name, which is Monreal, has been imprinted on it.
Nag–warm up pa muna kami before striking hard on practice. When they all ready to practice, we all started to wore our black knee and elbow pads. Ingay ng bola na nagpapalipat–lipat ng direksyon, at ang tilian namin ang bumalot sa buong covered court. I might find that noise to be a source of irritation if I am not engaged in this activity. Nevertheless, at this particular moment, it feels like everything to me.
As part of our practice, we worked on serving, receiving, setting, and spiking the ball within a single session of time. In addition to that, I worked on my jump serve.
Like I usually did while I was still in high school, I excelled on both offense and defense because I was the opposite hitter on the team. This is something that I will continue to do. Although I have attempted every position in the past, I have always believed that being an all-arounder is the best fit for me. I can strike, block, receive, and set all inside the same game.
On the other hand, I am not a libero. The reason for this is that I do not wish to hold the position of a captain.
"Touch out! Score nila Tyrene!"
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