I was an uncoordinated child. Yes I loved to bounce that basketball with my brother but the fun was lost when I tried to shoot it in the hoop. It was the same with every other sport. When I began to them I realized that I was really bad at them. That gave me a whole other understanding of the complexity of sports and other activities that involves movement. THEY ARE NOT EASY!!! Eventually I began to become envious of anyone who could play ball or anyone who could even bounce a ball (I am even bad at that). I became so envious that I started to hate any sports types. Maybe "hate" is too strong a word. Dislike? Is that better? I began to "dislike" these people because they found my weakness and seemed to prey on it. All the kids would play ball on recess while I was forced to sit and "talk".(which led to my vivid imagination). Finally, years later, I have realized that it doesn't matter what other people can do better! So I can't dance to save me life! Who cares?!? It is doggoned fun and I am going to dance the night away if I want to. And basketball? Well it's not all that hard if you're playing with friends! The point of all of this? Well the point is that the skill doesn't make the person...the heart does! Who knows...maybe one day an uncoordinated person like me will become a dancing queen!