As children grow and mature, they start to develop dreams and goals for themselves. Their tiny maturing minds take bits and pieces of everything they see and hear on a daily basis. These bits and pieces sometimes turn to major aspects of these young adolescents lives’. Many children develop these dreams off of a certain love. A child who loves to cook may aspire to be a world-renowned chef; with their resturants and recipes rising to the very top of the culinary industry. A little girl with a love of dancing may one day wish to become a professional dancer; captivating crowds with her grace and elegance. These are only a few examples in a vast, never ending plain of childhood imagination. Every child develops a dream at some point no matter how crazy or how simple it may be. I developed a love of basketball from those bits and pieces.
The moment I fell in love with basketball was when my father took me to my very first professional basketball game. It was a cold January night as me and my father entered his car to begin our journey to New Orleans. The New Orleans Hornets were playing the Milwaukee Bucks on this night; January 15th 2007 to be exact. As we entered the arena a cool gush of wind hit my face. There were fans in all directions swarming up …show more content…
In hopes of this, I joined many youth leagues to gain more experience. The Thibodaux Rec League was my first stop where my team captured the league championship. My next league was with the Thibodaux Cardinals, a travel team conducted by Coach Clement. We traveled all throughout south Louisiana playing games weekend after weekend. I came out of this with much more experience that I once had. Lastly, I was a part of a Thibodaux Youth All-Star team where I went up against the best of the best in my age group. I struggled mightly to hold my own during my time with the team. My physical skillset seemed to need some
The moment I fell in love with basketball was when my father took me to my very first professional basketball game. It was a cold January night as me and my father entered his car to begin our journey to New Orleans. The New Orleans Hornets were playing the Milwaukee Bucks on this night; January 15th 2007 to be exact. As we entered the arena a cool gush of wind hit my face. There were fans in all directions swarming up …show more content…
In hopes of this, I joined many youth leagues to gain more experience. The Thibodaux Rec League was my first stop where my team captured the league championship. My next league was with the Thibodaux Cardinals, a travel team conducted by Coach Clement. We traveled all throughout south Louisiana playing games weekend after weekend. I came out of this with much more experience that I once had. Lastly, I was a part of a Thibodaux Youth All-Star team where I went up against the best of the best in my age group. I struggled mightly to hold my own during my time with the team. My physical skillset seemed to need some