I have a feeling that my story will be different from the other girls’ stories…because I like basketball. I just don’t love it. The thing is, I’m really, really tall. I’m 10 years old and already 5’ 7” — so I’m around 7 inches taller than the second tallest girl in my class. My dad was a professional basketball player (he’s 6’ 10”), and my mom was a model (she’s 5’ 11”), so height is in my genes. I wish I loved my sport like my friends love theirs, and I’m thinking I might at some point. But right now, I’m just a really tall fifth grader who’s also pretty coordinated…so I’m good at basketball. (I’m not trying to sound like I have a big ego — I don’t. It’s just the truth.) At least when I’m playing, I can kind of blend in — I’m still the tallest girl in the league, but at least it’s only by a few inches…not half a foot!