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Question: Write a story about a young man who is being driven to his hockey practice by his mother. He falls asleep in the car, only to be woken up by the car door slamming. He looks around to see his younger sister standing outside the car, waving to him, completely dressed in his hockey gear, which is too large for her. He looks down and discovers that he is dressed in his sister's ballet outfit, including the leotard, tights and shoes, all of which are very tight on him. His sister somehow switched clothes with him without waking him up. His mother hops back in the car and drives to his sister's ballet school, calling him by his sister's name. He is surprised that despite being a teenaged boy, because of how he is dressed, everyone thinks that he is in fact his sister. While the ballet lesson is slightly awkward and embarrassing, it is certainly easier than hockey practice would have been. When they pick up his sister from hockey, she looks very tired, but happy. As their mother drives them home, the sister confides that she doesn't want to go back to being seen as the little girl, even if being the big brother is harder.
Once upon a time, there was a young man named Max who was devoted to his hockey practices. One chilly afternoon, he was being driven to his hockey practice by his loving mother. Max, fatigued from the day's study, couldn't resist the soft humming sound of the car's engine. He felt his heavy eyelids drop and soon, he was deep in a peaceful slumber. A sudden slam jolted Max awake. His eyes fluttered open to a familiar figure standing outside the car. It was his younger sister, Eva, wearing his oversized hockey gear and holding his hockey stick like a knight's sword. Confused and trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes, he looked down at himself. To his utter surprise, he found himself uncomfortably attired in Eva's ballet outfit - a shiny pink leotard and itchy white tights. The ballet shoes squeezed his feet painfully. "Come on, Evie," their mother called, using Max's sister's name. She had already hopped back in the car and had started the engine. Max was struck dumb. How did Eva manage this switch without waking him? And why was his mother calling him "Evie"? But before he could say a word, he saw his mother glance at him through the rear-view mirror. Her smile was gentle, not recognizing his bewilderment. Miles slid under the car as they headed towards Eva's ballet school instead of Max's hockey practice. Slightly in shock but curious about this turn of events, Max decided to follow along. He watched his mother wave and call him "Evie" without batting an eyelid. People around him addressed him as Eva because of his attire. It felt bizarre, yet intriguing. The ballet lesson initially felt like a nightmare to him - he was a strapping youth in a room full of graceful girls in tutus - but he slowly began to feel at ease. It was certainly more gentle and less physically straining than his high-intensity hockey practice. When it was time to pick Eva up from her hockey practice, she was a sight to behold - grinning from ear to ear despite being quite worn out. The oversized hockey gear looked comical on her petite frame, but the happiness in her eyes made the whole situation a pleasant surprise. On the way home, Eva turned to Max. "You know, Max," she said, her tone serious, "I don't want to be the little girl anymore. I want to take the hits, fall and rise. It's hard, sure, but I like that. It makes me feel strong." Max, hearing his sister's genuine voice, couldn't help but sigh. He felt a pang of pride for his brave sister and a newfound respect for ballet, something he had thought of as trivial before. Their magical car ride home was quiet, filled with understanding and a promise of mutual respect. Max would play a supportive big brother and Eva wasn't going to be just a "little girl" anymore. They understood that they had a lot to learn from each other, and the journey they began that day made their bond stronger than ever.
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