a walk down memory lane | Parisa Panupat | TEDxYouth@RIS

[Music] A tall wall looms before me. Is it the net or my own doubts that keep me rooted in place. The whistle blows and I run to the center of the court.Eyes locked on the ball, soaring over the net as I position myself, waiting for the pass. Soon it comes. Wait, wait.Now, my hands work in unison, cradling the ball and pushing it up where the hitter spice it over. One day during practice, my teammate asked me, "Why do you like setting? Isn't it a lot of running?" In response, I merely smiled and replied, "E ...