We all know that we want the most of ourselves. But sometimes, it doesn’t all come that easy. We have to push harder than we ever have and try to make the best of it. In my case, the most important thing I wanted was soccer. I wanted to be the greatest in the sport I love. My soccer passion had all started like this…
When I was six, I asked my mom if I could play soccer. I really wasn’t the type of girl that wanted to get dirty. My typical days consisted of playing dress up, doing cartwheels, and playing with my dolls. As I asked my mom if I could play, she gave me a very unexpected look. It was as if she was shocked that it had came out of my mouth but was also happy that I wanted to try something different other than gymnastics. As the first …show more content…
I started to push harder in practice and give it my all. I volunteered when there was a demonstration. Sometimes I wasn’t good at what needed to be demonstrated but I still tried. My anxiety of being nervous started to shrink as small as a bug. We won state that year, we were the Champions.
The next season came and that is when my work had really payed off.
“Jace, can you come here a second,” my coach had said to me one day after a hot and sweaty practice, “After watching you these first couple weeks in the season, I would like to give you a varsity jersey. You have showed hard work and have improved enormously over the year. Congratulations.” My heart was racing, pounding through my chest. I couldn’t believe what had just came out of his mouth. I just stood there for a while, shocked by what he had said. I rushed home and had a smile as big as an elephant on my face when I walked in the door. My mom was in the kitchen making supper and my dad was at the dining room table. “I made the team! I made the team!” I said excitedly with the biggest smile on my face.
“I knew you’d make it Jace. See, hard work does pay off”, said my dad who also had a smile on his
When I was six, I asked my mom if I could play soccer. I really wasn’t the type of girl that wanted to get dirty. My typical days consisted of playing dress up, doing cartwheels, and playing with my dolls. As I asked my mom if I could play, she gave me a very unexpected look. It was as if she was shocked that it had came out of my mouth but was also happy that I wanted to try something different other than gymnastics. As the first …show more content…
I started to push harder in practice and give it my all. I volunteered when there was a demonstration. Sometimes I wasn’t good at what needed to be demonstrated but I still tried. My anxiety of being nervous started to shrink as small as a bug. We won state that year, we were the Champions.
The next season came and that is when my work had really payed off.
“Jace, can you come here a second,” my coach had said to me one day after a hot and sweaty practice, “After watching you these first couple weeks in the season, I would like to give you a varsity jersey. You have showed hard work and have improved enormously over the year. Congratulations.” My heart was racing, pounding through my chest. I couldn’t believe what had just came out of his mouth. I just stood there for a while, shocked by what he had said. I rushed home and had a smile as big as an elephant on my face when I walked in the door. My mom was in the kitchen making supper and my dad was at the dining room table. “I made the team! I made the team!” I said excitedly with the biggest smile on my face.
“I knew you’d make it Jace. See, hard work does pay off”, said my dad who also had a smile on his