Personal Narrative: I Love Tennis

I was standing by myself on the bright green tennis court, gripping my racket. Groups of other tennis players were leaning against the chain link fence, waiting, like me, for tryouts to begin. Listening intently to the conversation going on around me, I was trying to get absorbed into what was going on. After what felt like forever, but in reality was only minutes a friend of mine and returning player walked over to me. Having not seen each other in a month or so we both greeted each other enthusiastically. As we both stood there waiting for tryouts to begin, she asked me if I was nervous. A thousand thoughts sped through my mind in an instant, and before I could answer her, she told me that she was. In some ways, her comment stunned me since she was a returner and nervous about potentially not making …show more content…
That’s when tennis was introduced into my life. I was around eleven years old and my mom knew I played many sports but was never in any of them so she decided to introduce me to my future passion and love tennis. One summer weekend the two of us went to one of the high school courts and with the pink and blue racquet that was too big for me we began to play. The racquets grip was big for my tiny hands and I remember struggling in the beginning. I thought this game is fun, but I would never love it. My mom and I would try to go play every weekend and after awhile I began to get the hang of things. The next summer my mom enrolled me into the one week mini camps ran by my future high school coach. Those few summer camps began the spark of interest in me and that is where I began to want to play tennis more than just in the summer. I learned that I was skilled enough to succeed and getting more practice would evolve myself. I felt like I would actually be able to excel in tennis with more outside