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Personal Narrative: My College Experience As A Basketball Coach
One accomplishment in my life that will have an impact on my college experience is when I won the championship while I was coaching my first year of basketball. I was quite reluctant to volunteer to coach basketball with my friend at first.I never was too vocal and I thought that I lacked the fundamentals when I played just two years ago.My course load that semester was rather large and I had no clue how I went upon coaching. Although my doubts, I signed up to coach that season. As I progressed through the season, I became progressively more comfortable to my new position as a coach. As a coach, your players look up to you and mimic your attitude. This made me establish my position as a role model. This truly helped me mature more than

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