Tennessee, where the clouds give high-fives to the Smoky Mountains, and the Mississippi River plays tag with the land, is the home to some pretty amazing kids. These aren't your ordinary, run-of-the-mill, breakfast-cereal-munching kids. No, sir! These are the sharp-eyed, steady-handed, arrow-slinging kids of the Tennessee Junior Archery League! They meet under the watchful eye of the league's coach, a hoot of a character called Ol' Bullseye Billy. Now, Billy has a mustache so bushy, you'd think a squirrel made it its winter home. His laugh, loud and rumbling, sounds like a thunderstorm rolling down the valley. He has an eye sharper than the pointy end of an arrow and a heart as big as a bear. With a twinkle in his eye, he teaches these kids the art of archery. Underneath the green canopy of age-old trees, the kids practice pulling back their bows, their keen eyes focused on the targets. One could hear the plink and twang of the bows releasing arrows, followed by the satisfying thud as they hit the bull's eye. These young archers are as diverse as the wildlife in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Some are as swift as the red foxes, calculating each shot with precision. Others move in slow motion, like the wise old box turtles, taking their time to perfect their aim. Every day, these Tennessee kids, with bows in hand and quivers at their sides, are not just learning to aim at targets, they are also aiming for greatness, one arrow at a time. So, if you ever find yourself in the lovable land of Tennessee, remember to bewared of the arrow-slinging, half-squirrel-taming, thunder-laughing kids and their legendary coach, Ol' Bullseye Billy!