Personal Narrative: All The Way Down Here

All The Way down Here A child destined to be an athlete like his father and older brother. My destiny was to pretty much play basketball. If any of my friends were reading this they would be stunned to think that my destiny was to play basketball. In that case their assumption is valid cause I’m short. Coming from a family with five males over six feet tall in the last generation. Alas my genetic code has altered in a way where I will not be as towering as my ancestors. Nevertheless that would not stop my aspirations of being a great athlete. With the staggering height of four feet, two inches in the sixth grade it was no longer a possibility of playing basketball. Being short is not the best experience; there is lack of confidence, approval, …show more content…
I was certainly suitable for football in ninth grade, starting and rushing for eighty plus yards a game and multiple touchdowns. The coaches loved me and fellow teammates and friends respected me. I had it all figured out I was going to play football, I was good at it and I enjoyed the sport. The feelings I acquired while playing football was incredible I was respected, people had confidence in me, I was no longer the last one picked instead I was one of the first. Life was good, great actually I had it all. However I sustained an injury non-football related in the tenth grade and could not …show more content…
Eleventh grade I tried for the football team. Things seemed tainted and it was cruel it reminded me of sixth grade. I the lost approval and respect of the other teammates and coaches, I would work hard day and night to get all I worked for back. Unfortunately, I was not able to see past the bench and it enraged me. For months I thought it was me but I soon realized that it’s not me. It was the coaches, they knew I was good but they would just look at my size and think less of me. Infuriated by the coaches I left football. My younger brother who played soccer told me to join the soccer team. And it made sense I was fast, physical, and smart. But I had no experience with the sport and time was not on my side. So now I’m in that same situation I was in middle school but the difference is that size doesn’t matter, talent does. So all summer I was again the first to arrive and depart practice. Spending hours of time in my backyard practicing, eating right and getting proper sleep. My improvement was very noticed by my teammates and coaches and I’ll soon find myself a starting spot on a team that won district county playoffs the year before. Through it all I learned that desire, thirst, determination, and confidence is what makes