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"I always struggled with sports-related activities. My fourth-grade PE teacher was this awful man. Instead of talking, he was always screaming. He assumed everyone understood everything and didn't stop to answer any questions. One day, he was 'teaching' volleyball, and we had to practice serving. Everyone did it, but when it was my time to do it, I couldn't get it right. Well, this man made me stay after class, alone with him in the school gym, practicing this one move. I was hungry, exhausted, and scared. After an hour or so, I finally managed to get it right — not by improving my technique (he didn't teach me how to do it right), but because I had a moment of luck. He finally let me go home after that. I was crying the whole way home, and luckily, my mom was very supportive when I told her about it. But the school never did anything to prevent it from happening again. I got traumatized, though, and to this day I can't play volleyball."
