July 15 is an unforgettable day for me, because on this day, I like playing basketball.

In the past, I never liked playing basketball. I can't say I hate it. I am mainly afraid of playing basketball. For fear of being hit in the head by a basketball.

My father took me to play basketball this morning. I didn't want to go at first, but my father said, "Basketball doesn't hurt to hit people." Because, like a balloon, basketball is full of air and very gentle! "Listen to my father, I have to go and see if my father is right. As soon as I threw the ball at the backboard, it hit the backboard, bounced back and hit my arm. It really doesn't hurt at all. Throughout the morning, I gradually learned to dribble, dribble, pass and shoot, and gradually found the fun of playing basketball.

My father and I played fixed-point shooting together, with a perfect score of five. Father said, "You are almost at the level of Yao Ming, but dribbling is not good. Work hard, you are Kobe, James and so on. Remember, no one can succeed casually, but needs hard work.

To commemorate that day, I will play ball once every Friday.