Sokka looked around to make sure no-one was watching. He didn't want anyone to laugh although he couldn't blame anyone who did, he was pathetic. When he made sure that no-one was there, he leapt up and tried to imitate Aangs fancy arms while he was bending. He fell on his face. Again. Every day there was always that hope that maybe he was just a late bloomer in the world of bending. No such luck but don't get him wrong, he was fine with who he was, but who wouldn't be jealous when every day you see Aang flying or Toff making cool rock caves. He smiled to himself as he thought of the one thing he had that they didn't. A boomerang. Sure sure it wasn't any air staff or flying bison but it had saved them numerous times and they all knew it. One day, any day now, he would use it to defeat fire benders and he will enjoy it feverously.