"We're going to do something different today," Roberta said as I wheeled Bandar into the occupational therapy room this afternoon. "Can you play tennis?""I can't do it," came the quick and familiar reply.
Add tennis to the long list of activities Bandar has never experienced. Along with badminton, horseshoes, archery, skeet-shooting, shuffle board. Square dancing. The hokey-pokey.
Two minutes later, Bandar was playing faux tennis. Or whatever the geniuses at Wii call it.
A little stretch to serve here. A big stretch of a backhand over there.
She was really terrible. (Bowling, which she tried later, was worse.)
But Roberta got Bandar moving.
And that's what it's all about.
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