Curled
up in a dark, quiet corner, snuggled up with her most recent David Eddings
book, Taylor seems at peace. No one
would ever expect that she would be heading off to football practice to mix it
up with boys twice her size in just a few minutes. To her close friends and family, she is a
bookworm. She is always seen clutching
her copy of The Mallorean, mumbling to herself that the story wasn’t going to
plan but was still enjoyable. To her
football mates, she is a rough-and-tough chick, not afraid to get her hands
dirty. Sure, once in a while her two
worlds will collide. She may be
reclining on her bed wearing her football gear or smuggling her books into her
gear bag, but she tries desperately to separate her two worlds from fear of
ridicule. When she is not at football
practice or reading, she spends time and earns money at a small café by the name
of Brumbies Go. Even her workmates know
that if she is in a bad mood it will be because her favourite character died or
she lost a game.
One
fateful day, her coach shattered her world by announcing that she would have to
change from football to netball. Taylor,
distraught by the news, demanded why he would make such a call. Due to her female development, it was
considered to be a health and safety risk for her to continue. Taylor tried it out for a month or so, but
netball could not match the excitement and passion that she felt with
football. Surrendering to the side of
her that call loudly, she became the person she was meant to be: Taylor,
the bookworm.
The rest will remain a secret. The tactic we were asked to use was to create a story almost. Have a beginning, a middle and an end in that order, they told us. Well, this is my attempt.
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