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Personal Narrative: My Role As An Assistant Coach

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My most challenging experience to date is being assistant coach to a local girls’ football team. I sustained a triple fracture to my ankle and whilst recovering, was advised to cease playing to avoid sustaining further damage. The slow recovery time became a test of endurance and taught me an invaluable lesson of being patient and understanding. By this time, my sister had become interested in playing and having introduced her to a local girls’ team, I decided to undertake the role of assistant coach. My commitment to training and honing the girls’ skills every weekend ensured there was complete understanding between the players and the staff. I demonstrated a great deal of adaptability, through communication, patience and perseverance

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