Personal Narrative: 4th Grade Fencer
Nick Ybarra
Period 5
8/28/14
4th Grade Fencer Thinking back to 4th grade there a couple memories that come to mind, but none more vivid than my experience at the Bay Cup. The Bay Cup is a California state tournament for saber fencing hosted in half moon bay. Somehow, little fourth grade Nicholas Ybarra got 3rd place. Coming into the tournament I had a game plan: lots of sugar and confident aggression. For breakfast I devoured a sticky diabetes inducing bear claw pastry from the scary looking connivance store on the corner. When I got to the tournament, everyone else was slowly chewing on Powerbars and sipping Fuji Mountain Spring Water. Not me. I popped open one of my six cans of coca cola and started guzzling. When it was time for me to face my first opponent I had already downed 4 of my 6 cokes. I remember seeing the tip of my sword involuntarily jittering. …show more content…
When I heard the beep, I charged at the big burly 5th grade enemy fencer with my convulsing and jittering sword. I'm not even sure if I was using the proper footwork. Despite my little size, the 5th grader hesitated and began to stumble backwards. I hit him with the sword within seconds. I figured that if I "charge up and plow into them with the sword" the opponent would become overwhelmed and not be able to think straight, as someone runs towards them. This worked for even the biggest of
Period 5
8/28/14
4th Grade Fencer Thinking back to 4th grade there a couple memories that come to mind, but none more vivid than my experience at the Bay Cup. The Bay Cup is a California state tournament for saber fencing hosted in half moon bay. Somehow, little fourth grade Nicholas Ybarra got 3rd place. Coming into the tournament I had a game plan: lots of sugar and confident aggression. For breakfast I devoured a sticky diabetes inducing bear claw pastry from the scary looking connivance store on the corner. When I got to the tournament, everyone else was slowly chewing on Powerbars and sipping Fuji Mountain Spring Water. Not me. I popped open one of my six cans of coca cola and started guzzling. When it was time for me to face my first opponent I had already downed 4 of my 6 cokes. I remember seeing the tip of my sword involuntarily jittering. …show more content…
When I heard the beep, I charged at the big burly 5th grade enemy fencer with my convulsing and jittering sword. I'm not even sure if I was using the proper footwork. Despite my little size, the 5th grader hesitated and began to stumble backwards. I hit him with the sword within seconds. I figured that if I "charge up and plow into them with the sword" the opponent would become overwhelmed and not be able to think straight, as someone runs towards them. This worked for even the biggest of