What Does Volleyball Mean To Me Essay

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Saying that you love something is easy, like how you love the new dress your best friend is wearing or how your friend is in love with a show on Netflix. When you actually love to do something, it’s not about stating how much you love it, but showing that you love it through the effort you put forth. When you love something you battle through your failures and mistakes. Love is when you play like it's the last time you will ever step foot on the court. Throughout my life playing volleyball has been the highlight of my extracurricular activities, so in spending my time to get better at this sport I have recognized the difference between loving and liking something. In the time it took me to actually love volleyball, I went through a vital journey …show more content…

I practically was born with a ball in my hands, and whether it was bumping the ball around the house or knocking over things that just happened to be in my path, I was always with my precious volleyball. My family is also rooted into into the sport. After my mom’s high school team at Central won the state championship, she went on to play at Southeast Missouri. She has been an inspiration to me, and at 10 years old I began to play club volleyball thanks to her. Being one of the youngest on my team, I never got much playing time, but that year of watching and learning helped me settle into a team the year …show more content…

I felt depleted, I thought that I had finally gotten the hang of my emotions on the court.
In return she stated, “Mistakes will always happen, you can't ignore them, but you also can't get caught up in them. I know it is hard, but you have to learn because that is how you get better in sports if you want to continue playing.” This thought whirled around my head for the following months; if I wanted to really excel in volleyball I had to finally fix my attitude, for the better. Like a pestering fly, it kept in the back of my head; a mother’s badgering voice egging me to dig deeper, and answer a question that had nagged me for years. Did I really want to play volleyball, to put all of myself into continuing a future that would include playing volleyball? On the day of my first tournament of my 4th year playing, I found my answer. It was a cold and dreary day in January. Ice and snow filled the streets of East Saint Louis. Just as an inexperienced driver tests out driving on the slippery roads of winter storms, my team and I experimented a new and unfamiliar way of playing

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