Whenever I get the chance to practice my swing, I would just go to our yard and practice swinging. Aside from the relaxation and the exercise I get, it helps improve my concentration. I often go to our town’s golf course and play a couple of holes with friends. Then I remembered the first day I learn to play golf. It was like yesterday, I was looking at my dad practice some swings and he asked me if I could accompany him in the golf course during the weekend. I said that I would and he then taught me the art of swinging.

I thought that I didn’t need to learn something as simple as swinging. It never occurred to me that it is actually hard to make a good swing. The only thing that I managed to hit was dirt on my first day, and even if I managed to hit the ball it only flew a few feet away. My dad just smiled and taught me how it is done. He gave me golf swing instructions and became strict on my lessons. Thanks to his methods, I improved quite a bit. That is how my first day in golf ended, a memory I will never forget.