I could never seem to follow the rules to my big sister's games. She would invent these sports that involved throwing balls at objects (only occasionally at me) or scoring goals or finding things. I would always think that I was winning, only to discover that I had violated some rule, like I didn't hop on every third step or had thrown the ball with my right hand.
One time, I thought I had at long last learned all of the rules and played perfectly. I was in the middle of a victory dan
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