Water Polo-Personal Narrative

11 | 9 | 2015 I played six water polo games last weekend! I was at the pool from seven o'clock in the morning till seven thirty at night, and I never got the chance to leave the pool deck. I didn’t even get the chance to eat really. I was the first game in the morning, and that last game at night. It was really fun though; I scored two goals. I played in two different age divisions, and we won three out of six games. This weekend I have another big tournament here in Coronado. At least we have home court advantage most of the time. I am not just saying this because it’s my pool, but the B.B.M.A.C. is the nicest pool I have ever been to. To totally change the subject Ms. Noonan gave us a project, that she explained to us with the
It was actually pretty fun and I am glad, because of how smooth it went. The veteran my partner and I received for our homeroom was super nice and respectful. It was the main speaker and his father who is ninety four and fought in three wars. My mom was in the Navy and I just think that it is such a cool experience. It’s not like my mom was in the war or anything, but she still has a bunch of cool stories. I think that the military opens up a lot opportunities for people who don’t know what they want to do with there life. Once you go through bootcamp the military can pay you for going to college. That’s how my mom in getting her PhD. Then she will become a teacher for underprivileged schools. I think it is super cool. I am proud to have a parent who was in the military. Go America! I am just being funny, but yeah thank you military men and
It all started out at 8:30 in the morning. My sisters friend was coming over and my older sister was coming over as well. We were all going to go dress shopping for thanksgiving. Then my sisters friend, Sylvan, called and told us that her little brother was coming to, which is fine. He brought a project that was due next week, but he told Sylvan and his parents that he would finish it. Then when my older sister Jocelyn got here she brought her boyfriend Stephen; he is very close with our family. So when we were leaving Sylvans little Brother, Corbin, asked to go in the car with my older sister, stephen, and I. When all four of us arrived at the mall we couldn’t find Sylvan and my sister Jessie. All four of us just sat around the mall for an hour and fifteen minutes. The girls would not answer any of our phone calls, then they just text us that they decided to stop at Sephora without telling us. I can’t really remember what happened after that; normally when people start yelling or fighting I just space out and try to ignore it. My two sisters used to fight really bad when they were both in high school together. I have a family of all girls and things get emotional sometimes. I mean even my dog is a