Reflective Essay: My Interest In Softball

It was the spring of 2007 and I was in 1st grade. I had recently grown an interest in softball because my sisters were both in it at one point in time. So my parents signed me up for little league. I was super excited because I wanted to be just like my oldest sister, karri. However, I was also scared because what if my teammates didn’t like me, or I wasn’t good enough.Every sunday after family supper in the summer I would go outside with my dad and we would just play catch and sometimes I would bat a little. This became a tradition because it kept going for the next eight or nine years, and is still being continued today. I was practicing for that one shot on the best team I could get on for the school, varsity.
In the fall of 2015 I had my first high school tryout. I practiced day in and day out just like any other year. The tryouts came and I was only a little nervous. That tryout was the best try out I have ever had. After it was over I was confident in how I had done, however there was a lot of seniors and they are all guaranteed a varsity spot. The roster came out that weekend and I was looking through it and hoping my name would come, it did just to late. It
I wanted to make that one team more than ever now. Tryouts took place on a monday for me and I had an extraordinary time. I knew I had a good one, not as good as the previous year, but still pretty decent. After they were done we had to wait a week for the roster to come out. That was the most agonizing week of my life. I was unable to stop biting my nails, I was anxious and nervous. I just wanted to know so desperately. All I could think was what if the same thing as last year happens? But eventually the next friday rolled around and the roster had came out. There was butterflies like no other, no actually it felt like I had the whole zoo inside me. As I continued through the list I finally found what I was looking for, my