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Personal Narrative: My First Rugby Team

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In the beginning of my Freshman year, I joined my high school’s rugby team. When I joined the team I had no background knowledge on the rules or how to play rugby. My first rugby season was very frustrating and challenging. Within the first week almost every girl excelled due to their knowledge on proper technique; while I struggled tremendously. I decided to stay and continue to learn how to play rugby because I believe in striving to achieve my desires, but at times I felt stuck in the same place on the same level. This feeling frustrated me until finally I realized that I needed to take action. I started by speaking with others girls on the team and seeking help on how to improve my technique. The advice helped push my game performance beyond

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