Personal Narrative: Proud Accomplishment
Proud Accomplishment
I was at a tennis tournament a saturday morning, it was early around 8 o’clock. I remember the courts being moist from the morning dew, and my tennis shoes were soggy and cold from walking through the dewy grass. It was supposed to be one of the hottest days that week. I felt the warmth of the sun’s radiation against my back, and my cheeks, as I waited for my number to be called.
“Number fourteen”, the lady with the light brown curly hair, kind of like my own called my number up to the table. Walking up to the tale I felt my hands sweat, and were a little shaky, as they always do before a big important tournament. “Number fourteen on court six against number fifteen” she said to me not even looking up at me, more focused …show more content…
Then the ball went across the court back forth, as if it were my focus that was focused on the ball, then focused on other things around me, like my adhd switch was flickering off and on. All I could think about was winning. My mind was set on a win I couldn't go home with a loss. Not that day. I was up, by a lot actually, as the score went up my confidence went up as well and suddenly the game got easier, as I kept hitting winners or the girl across the court kept making errors. I could read the frustration on her face, and her hands shaky, as we were both worn out. The girl was getting ready to serve the last point, sweat dripping off her face, she threw the ball up, spinning in the air, and made it over. The point lasted a while, but finally it ended, I won. I shook the girl's hand and walked to my parents who congratulated me. My mom congratulated me, wearing a smile on her face, I could see her excitement as she congratulated me.
Later that day I lost at the finals, but I wasn't to disappointed. I was proud of myself for making it that far when I wasn't expected to. I got a trophy for second place, and got enough points to bump me to a higher champ level. Sitting in the car, looking at the windows watching the
I was at a tennis tournament a saturday morning, it was early around 8 o’clock. I remember the courts being moist from the morning dew, and my tennis shoes were soggy and cold from walking through the dewy grass. It was supposed to be one of the hottest days that week. I felt the warmth of the sun’s radiation against my back, and my cheeks, as I waited for my number to be called.
“Number fourteen”, the lady with the light brown curly hair, kind of like my own called my number up to the table. Walking up to the tale I felt my hands sweat, and were a little shaky, as they always do before a big important tournament. “Number fourteen on court six against number fifteen” she said to me not even looking up at me, more focused …show more content…
Then the ball went across the court back forth, as if it were my focus that was focused on the ball, then focused on other things around me, like my adhd switch was flickering off and on. All I could think about was winning. My mind was set on a win I couldn't go home with a loss. Not that day. I was up, by a lot actually, as the score went up my confidence went up as well and suddenly the game got easier, as I kept hitting winners or the girl across the court kept making errors. I could read the frustration on her face, and her hands shaky, as we were both worn out. The girl was getting ready to serve the last point, sweat dripping off her face, she threw the ball up, spinning in the air, and made it over. The point lasted a while, but finally it ended, I won. I shook the girl's hand and walked to my parents who congratulated me. My mom congratulated me, wearing a smile on her face, I could see her excitement as she congratulated me.
Later that day I lost at the finals, but I wasn't to disappointed. I was proud of myself for making it that far when I wasn't expected to. I got a trophy for second place, and got enough points to bump me to a higher champ level. Sitting in the car, looking at the windows watching the