Personal Narrative: My First Sport Athlete

I am a three sport athlete and I failed at all of them. I was never the fastest track runner or the most skillful point guard. I would be criticized constantly in each sport. These action did nothing for me but get me stronger and more independent as a person. These activities were not only extracurricular activities, but lessons and would teach me specific virtues that I will use throughout my life. My first sport I was involved in was in the seventh grade. This year I would be involved in basketball. Basketball would be the most challenging and stressful sport I would be involved in. This is because my father was an egotistical, self absorbed, lunatic with no sensible reasoning to totally demolish and dismantle the one and only dream that a child could ponder for a mere moment. I was

In my eyes a boy can dream without his father leveling his dreams, but that’s just me. Well my point is that I am a dreamer, I want myself to become the most successful person ever. These dreams make me who I am, and I love this aspect about me. Well in the seventh grade I tried out for the basketball team. Miraculously I made the team with no prior skill sets what so ever. I immediately went home to tell my parents what happened, and my father being the realist he is, told me what is now logical. That maybe I shouldn’t be the most intense, most talent required, challenging, important, mentally straining, and physically challenging position on the court. Well I went up to him and said “ Sir I will have to…. just settle for the second most important”. Now listen, my father is extremely intimidating, I am pretty sure that if you were in the same predicament I was you would