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In bright backyard sunlight, A'ja dribbles her basketball toward a patio hoop, smiling with determined eyes; the open garden gate stands behind like a stadium tunnel, birds perched nearby as chirping 'fans'.
A'ja was a little girl with a HUGE imagination.She didn’t just play basketball—she became the game.Each bounce of the ball told a story only she could see.
Late-afternoon sunlight casts long shadows in the backyard as A'ja, grinning wide, extends one arm in a victorious wave while the basketball still hangs in the net of the portable hoop, celebrating her perfect three-pointer.
A'ja spun around and shot the ball. "She's going for three!" she announced, acting like a famous commentator. Her backyard hoop was old and wobbly, but to A'ja, it was a golden goal in a grand arena.The grass was her crowd, and the trees clapped their leaves every time she scored.
Under warm afternoon light, A'ja releases a focused jump shot in the backyard; the ball arcs toward the rim while her earlier miss rolls across the grass, determination bright in her smiling face.
A'ja missed her next shot, but smiled. "Every champion misses sometimes," she told herself. She ran to get the ball and tried again. Sinking the basket, she grinned wide. "Hustle wins every time!" she cheered. Her backyard felt grander than ever. She called her backyard court "Dream Arena."She even made signs and trophies from cereal boxes and crayons.
One day, A’ja’s school announced a sports day.There would be races, relays... and a basketball game!“Can I be on the team?” she asked her teacher. make aja black put aja Wilson quote on the shirt and put dream big on the hoop
One day, A’ja’s school announced a sports day.There would be races, relays... and a basketball game!“Can I be on the team?” she asked her teacher.
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