Or going to sticky hot summer afternoons and nights, watching baseball games. I have been playing baseball for as long as I can remember. Always playing games, then sticking around to watch the “big boys” play and admire their pure talent and optimism of the game. I was fortunate enough that my father was the coach for Tee Ball and 8u baseball. I was able to start playing at the age of five with the older kids. I knew from the moment 8u baseball started that I loved the game, even if I got distracted and played with the sand while in the field. I stuck with the game of baseball, whenever me and my friends got the chance we were either playing a game of whiffle ball, playing catch, or practicing our hitting. Once I was a Sophomore in high school, our varsity coach pulled me aside and asked if I was willing to play Legion Baseball. I jumped at the opportunity. That summer whenever someone was on vacation or not able to make it, I got to ride along and play Legion. Playing as a Sophomore really helped me to learn that I need to stay calm and stay positive. Last year as a Junior, the first game of the season, I did not start but I knew my time was coming. As the first couple innings passed, …show more content…
This bonding time brought me closer to my dad and also I gained many new skills and learning experiences. I always wanted to be able to hunt and knew someday I would. When I turned 11, my dad said that he finally believed that I could go hunting and that we could go youth hunting the next week. That week was the longest week of my life. Finally when Saturday came, I was like a kid on Christmas morning. I sprung out of bed and got dressed. Me and my dad got into the woods 15 minutes before sunrise. When we got there I fell asleep. Ten minutes later I woke up to my dad saying “Alec, buck, buck.” I sat up and raised my rifle. My rifle was shaking so bad my dad had to hold the barrel to stabilize it. I got the deer in my sight and squeezed the trigger. The deer flopped over. This was the first time I saw anyone shoot a deer, let alone shoot one myself. I realized that hunting was going to be a big part of my life. The next year I decided to go out again, this time in search for something bigger. My dad still by my side, we went out all year and on the last day I was able to connect with a mature doe. Now since I am older, I choose where, when, and how I am going to hunt the deer. I run all the trail cams, checking them every couple weeks. Planning when I will go into that stand and what time of day. Hunting has really made a huge impact on what my career will be and where I want to end up location wise, because