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A Personal Experience But Lesson Well Learned
It’s always a lesson well taught when you learn on your own. Doing something new is always a great experience especially when it came to me. Being that it was my first year at Strafford High School I decided to play basketball and I remember it like it was yesterday. It wasn’t my first time playing basketball but my first time playing on a team. When basketball season came along, I decided to get in shape and get fit playing a sport. Although I was chunky I did well. I tried out for freshman girls’ basketball because I finally worked up the courage to play. I tried out for both freshman and JV teams. Although I made both teams, my coaches placed me on the freshman team. Playing basketball, I stayed both healthy and I was fit to be a chunky kid. To my coaches’ surprise, I actually played better with the older girls. I had three coaches and they were: Coach Jeremy, Coach Myers, and Coach Mangrum. Although it was my first year, I still had things to learn even though I got down the basic steps in the game. I also quickly caught along with the position I played, and everyone else’s. Seeing that I had a little experience I was apart of the starting five. The most I’ve ever played basketball with a team was in the 6th grade at American Way Middle Basketball try-outs. They really believed in me and with their support I started to believe in myself.
Upon the opening season, I got really nerves and didn’t want to play anymore. Playing in the first game, I begin to think to myself I don’t want to play anymore and with my mind on something different I dropped the ball every time. I had to get out the game and that uniform because it started to seem to me that I’m not fit out to play. At the beginning of the season, I had to quit the team knowing it wasn’t going to be easy. At the time it was only 7 people on the team and the other two players were point guards and shooting guards so they didn’t know my position. I wanted to leave so bad because I was scared of being

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