I remember Mr. Sung's scream at me at volleyball practice. I remember he screamed, "If you can't get another ball, you are out of the team, and we are not starting the team practice until she gets at least one ball!" I remember it was 10th times I missed the ball that he passed me. I remember how fast the ball that Mr. Sung passed me was; it was definitely faster than anything that I have seen in my life. I remember the ball bounced off my arms out of the court-a place where I should never be passing the ball. I remember the emotion I felt at that moment; I was miserable - everybody was watching me, wishing to continue the team practice after I get a ball properly, but I was keep failing. I remembered an article saying, 'if you are standing on the edge of a precipice, you will exhibit the potential that you have never experienced in your life.', which didn't fit to me. I remember uncontrollable burst of tears that obstructed my field of vision; the ball