Personal Narrative: My Failure Of A National Cheerleading

In cheerleading, we are not a team. We are a family, sitting in one big circle, our toes pointed in toward each other. We were in a room full of people who share a common goal. While we were waiting for our names to be called, our heads were down and our hands were tightly held, and the sounds of nervous breaths filled the silence. Once our name was not called, utter disappointment filled my once cheerful face. I realized that we would never reach our dream. We had lost. This failure not only shaped me to be a more successful person, but it fueled me to try harder to work towards my goal of going to a national competition. At first, losing the opportunity to go to a national cheerleading competition had made me never want to step foot on a mat again. I felt like we would have failed once more. During the off-season, I just kept replaying in my head what we had done wrong or what we could have done differently. It was not until try outs for the new season that I realized I could not change the past. I had spent so much time dwelling on my failure that I didn't even think remotely about next year. I became determined to win. This failure of mine had sparked something within me; I now wanted to strive for success. This remarkable trek to the ultimate goal of going to a national

I will strive to be successful; whenever I fail, I will not look at it as a way to feel bad for myself. I will look at it as an opportunity to do more and try harder. As Vince Lombardi said, “The price of success is hard work, dedication to the job at hand, and the determination that whether we win or lose, we have applied the best of ourselves to the task at hand.” I want success in life; however, I have learned that it is near impossible to attain success without failure. Every single success and failure in life has led me to believe in myself and everything I hope to become and aspire to