Personal Narrative: How One Become Great

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How does one become great?The Game was rescheduled to Monday. My first varsity football game all the hard work, belief and effort I put in all to be put on display, I was going to great 200 yards rushing I said to myself, I am going to be the leading rusher in the state that day I rushed for a meager 98 yards. This was the way it was for most of the season and my junior year the belief that if I worked hard and believed saying that I will be great I would become great The Law of Attraction they call it.The worst part was that it never turned out that way I was anything short of great. It's playoffs Hastings vs St.thomas Academy one of our rivals if we win this game we play Apple Valley and can make it to state. First half we come out blazing …show more content…

I came in the year with that same attitude I had signed up for Ap classes because I wanted to challenge myself to become better, I wanted to be smart, even though others said I was not smart enough and that I didn't know what i was doing to myself I still signed up. I studied hard making sure I turned in all my homework on time unlike my sophomore year but it all was not enough my Gpa was bad I was doing bad on test even though I had studied hard. As the year went on things didn't really change much my Gpa even got worse during second semester to add-on we were taking the ACT and Ap test in april. I studied for these tests. It is test day I recite to myself that I had put in the work I need to get a good score so all I can do is give my best after these really important test one of the test the ACT which in one way or the other sort of determine the stepping-stones of your future. I had that feeling I did not do good but I had put in the work and I believed I would get a good score. I was with my decades group we were driving to the salvation army to get some clothes for our video that was when I saw that someone had their ACT letter he got a 32 I sat there listening to them talk about the good scores they got in the back of my mind I was worried I had that feeling that I had failed a again I did not get a good score. I came home looked in the mail and there it was my ACT

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