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Personal Narrative: The Day Of Basketball

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Brailey Snyder It was the day of basketball tryouts for AYBA, and the tryouts were in the front gym at St.Amant middle school. Two weeks after basketball tryouts I had my first practice. I met my coaches their names were coach Daniel and coach Jake. I also met my teammates their names were Bailey, Braille, Drew, Taylor, Emma, Kristen, Anglesey, and Makayla. After, the weekend of tryouts I went home from my dad’s house. That day I went to Walmart and bought a new basketball. I already had a basketball goal from my friend Dustin but he moved, and he lived across the street from me. Two weeks later, I went back to my dad’s house, and my dad and I went to the park to practice basketball. I told my dad that we needed to practice everyday I am at his house. My dad helped me get better at playing basketball, so by the next practice I would be better at blocking and making free throws. All the help from my dad helped our team win the first game. …show more content…

I am glad that I am doing basketball. I think that I am going to the basketball team at school in eighth grade and my four years of high school. My feeling for doing basketball was great. When I found out I could do basketball for AYBA I jumped up and down. The reason why I thought about doing basketball is that I been thinking about basketball since last

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