Who would imagine that one day, I will play golf? Even not myself…
I must to explain you. Here, in Singapore, playing golf is not the same meaning that in France. Few people play golf in my native country, why? Because, it is only reserved for persons belonging to a certain social level and the rate is far too high! It means it was not for me… At the beginning, I did not understand why a number of persons got so interested in golf. I said to myself : “For me, golf is for pretentious people, what is th interest?” Then I realized gradually that Singapore is a “must” for practising : interesting price, many golf courses, good for business…
I can confide that my first golf lesson last Saturday was strange because I thougt not to have my place in this world and not to be ease. But, it was a mistake… We went to this lesson with another couple of friends who never hit a ball like us. We will have 9 lessons more means 1 hour for each lesson.
A Singaporean golf teacher explained us the basic rules : it was a little bit difficult for me with the technical words but I managed to understand the essential… oufffffffffffff!
I can tell golf seems so easy whan you watch on TV. In real world, having hard time. You must be very concentrated on your gesture, ball, position of feet,… Before, I thought : “golf, a sport? ah ah ah”. Now, I will say : “it is a question of time and strategy, you must think!”. This sport teaches me to be patient and calm. But, what happens to me? It seems to me I become a “golf addict”…
