Personal Narrative: My Life As A Volleyball Team

When I joined the wrestling team in grade nine, I had no idea that it would be one of the best decisions I have ever made throughout high school. It is a sport that I fell in love with from the moment I stepped on the matt for my first practice. Being the smallest and only grade nine to join the team that year was very intimidating. However, after my first practice, I was no longer overwhelmed by the group of 15-20 wrestlers because they became my family. Our coach is a strong believer that in order to be successful as a team, it is important to support each other like a family.

Work hard, push yourself, put the time in, and stay determined and you can do great thing in life. This was something my parents told me repeatedly throughout my childhood. When they would tell me this I never really believed them. However, many years later I realized that their words could not be more true.

This final game

We were playing well, winning most of our games, and creating better chemistry. Then it happened again. I don't remember the blow that lead to it, but from what my teammates tell me I was hit in the head many times that game. Coach finally pulled me out when I was woozy after I had been hit the last time. Two years in a row I received a concussion in summer off-season training.

Even though it was a little tough, it was completely worth it. On the third day of tryouts, the decision had been made and one by one, we went in to the gymnasium to find out our fate. Luckily, my hard work had paid off and…. I made freshman team!

Where Berent, Cael, Trevor, Xavier, and I drove up to play for the state cup. The rest of the team was with their parents but we decided to carpool to save money. We were all joking around until we figured out that we were going to play the older tempo team, Tempo Blaze. At first, we thought that this would be a sweep, that we would win the whole tournament without worrying, but know we have to play the team that has never lost this year and we have never beaten for as

Freshman year I began volleyball and was able to do so while still maintaining a 4.0 GPA. I continued this sport into sophomore year as a Co-Captain of the team. I was told by my volleyball coach that the reason I was given this role was due to my leadership skills, and my ability to responsibly execute the coach 's expectations for the team. Throughout volleyball season of sophomore year, I still maintained a 4.0

I don’t celebrate the goal, I’ll only celebrate if we win. We’re mentally ready thanks to Aseel. We continue playing, and thanks to excellent passes and fantastic team play, we draw the game. This is the biggest moment of my life.

Junior year was a total of 180 days of trials and turbulence. From the lowest of lows in my Junior year of high school to the highest of highs in my entire high school career. A roller coaster would underestimate the ups and downs. I was the new girl starting my first year as a Junior at Konawaena. As nervous as I was about not fitting in to my class before graduation, I felt comfortable within the volleyball community.

I feel one of my most challenging experiences was when I joined the varsity girls basketball team for my school. My love for basketball, my self-reflection, and my health were all challenged during that first year on the team. I had been playing basketball for my entire life and had grown to love it. I was probably not the best player on the team, but I always put 110% into each and every game. I was MVP and a captain on my eight-grade team, but once I joined the varsity team I fell to the bottom of the ladder.

I was in my Junior season for football, and it was looking to be a good one. We started off doing well, but we struggled at time, though we bent but didn’t break. We kept at perfect record of 5-0 heading into our homecoming game, and we had just came off a huge last second victory over a top-rated team in the state. I was injured during that game but failed to tell anyone, failure number one. I told myself that I was going to play the homecoming game because we were playing the worst team in the state and figured I couldn’t hurt myself any worse, failure number two.

“Touchdown Lafayette!” This was the start to my high school career and we were losing in the first half of the game. It took them forever to score so I believed that the defense could go hard and stop them just once. We knew if we lost it would be some smack going on social media so someone had to step up.

If we won it we would become state champions, but if we lost we were done. Everyone on the team had worked hard all season

After my first season of varsity was over I felt even more motivated to get better. I started lifting weights almost every day, even if it meant I had to go to the gym at midnight and still go to school the next morning. The summer of my senior year all I did was either work or work out, I barely spent any time with my friends. But all that work paid off for me because as my senior season approached, I found myself starting on both sides of the ball and on special

“You have competition every day because you set such high standards for yourself that you have to go out every day and live up to that”-(Michael Jordan). Since the age of four, softball has always been my favorite leisure activity. However, at the level I competed during my high school career it was not what I would consider a leisure activity. Due to the time commitment required for tournament softball, it was more like a job. It was, however, the type of job that everyone dreams of, a job that I enjoyed almost more than anything.