Personal Narrative: Why I Love Sports

Counting to eight as I slowly raise one of my leg to do a “ballet leg” in the water was something that 6th grade me never imagined doing. Tossing a ball up to serve and trying to keep the ball in play to win a point was another thing that 6th grade me never imagined doing. What’s another thing that 6th grade me never imagined doing? Running with a pole down a straight path to get my whole body over a bar. So you can maybe already guess that 6th grade me wasn’t fond of sports. The reason why I just didn’t like sports wasn’t because I didn’t have an athletic ability or found it plain stupid, like most people do. The real reason why I didn’t like sports was that anxiety has taken over in me. Anxiety made me believe I didn’t have an athletic
But I’m just going to say this ahead of time; your first friends aren’t going to be your forever friends. The thing that probably made it easy for me to make friends was that there were a lot of Asians at that school (back at my old school I was the only Asian kid in my grade). So you can kind of tell how narrow-minded I was, when I was a child, when it came to making friends (if you can’t tell, I didn’t want to be friends with anyone that wasn’t in the same race as me). Like the way I made friends, 5th grade also went by with a breeze. By the end of 5th grade, I actually had more friends than my goal for the 5th grade. But I was stuck in between two different groups. One group was a group of poc girls that were all just like me (personality-wise). The other group were all Asian girls and they were only a bit like me. So when 6th grade rolled around, I decided to stick with the group that was all Asian. That is where I made the mistake that will lead my anxiety to
They were more focused to maintain their “popularity status” than school. As I would consider to join the other group of friend I had, they would manipulate my mind that popularity was a key to success at school. And by the time I really wanted to join the other group of friends, the anxiety grew and took over my mind. My anxiety made me stay with my current friends because I was afraid on what they would do to me if I just left them for another group. My anxiety made me become a weak person that doesn’t want new beginnings anymore. 6th grade came to an end and 7th grade came around next. 7th grade was the beginning of junior high school. Junior high school means a new school. And with my luck, none of my friends were at this new beginning of my life. Because my anxiety has grown since the beginning of 5th grade, I wasn’t excited on going to a new school to make new beginnings.
The first few days of junior high wasn’t great. I had no friends and had no intentions on trying to get any. But on the 4th day of school, I was actually getting pretty bored of the no friend thing and decided to hit up with these 2 girls in my gym class. And from there I started being excited of this new school for new beginnings, but there was still anxiety flowing through my