Personal Narrative: My Love Of Basketball

As a kid, my mom knew I loved basketball since i was two. I first picked up a ball when I was two and I knew how to dribble. I remember like it was yesterday. I was on my my grandpa porch and his stepson played basketball and he had a ball on the porch. I went and picked the ball up and started dribbling. I started dribbling through my legs and somehow it was so easy. I thought it was gone be hard. When my grandpa saw me he told my mom and said “look, he sure know how to dribble that ball.” My grandpa started buying me basketballs ever since that day. When i got older, I started hooping on basketball goals and with people. Growing up, I was always small and short, so people didn’t want me on their team until they found out that I can dribble

Davis. I didn’t start point guard though, I was second stream. My mom came to all my basketball games except one I think. We came in second place in the championships because we lost to Nelson Mandela. I didn’t play basketball in my middle school years because i got cut from tryouts. The coach was showing favoritism to the players he knew and he didn’t know me. I think I was better than his whole basketball team. When I got cut my sixth, seventh, and eighth grade year, I was getting so mad and I got tired of getting cut because i knew I was better than some of them on the team. My ninth grade year all I thought about was basketball tryouts when school first started. I prayed that I made the team that year because I didn’t want to get cut four years in a row. When tryouts came I just played a little harder and showed out. By the end of tryouts that day, the coach pulled me to the side and said as of right now you are on the team, you mad the first cut. I was happy he said that. I made all the cuts and came to all the practices. Then one day at Cahokia High School, we had a “Blue and White” game. That’s when the Freshman team play the play the Sophomore team and the Junior Varsity team play the Varsity team. It’s like a real game and everyone come to watch. I thought i was gone play that day but when we was in the locker room, he said I couldn’t play because i was ineligible. I was mad but I was still attending