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Personal Narrative: My Last Journal Entry
I just finished my morning YAP program, which is going amazing and I will do another journal about my final outcome for my last journal entry. So, I am now about to head over to one of the biggest events of the year; with over 1,100 athletes in participation and my adrenaline is racing and I’m not even the one competing. This is such a big day for these athletes and I cannot wait to see their faces light up, this is going to be exciting! I have just arrived and holy moly are there a lot of athletes here! I walked in and instantly got goosebumps on how amazing it felt to be in this room. I signed up to be a coach, which means I will be given two lanes at a time with 6-8 bowlers to work with. My job is to cheer them on and really get them as

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