Personal Narrative: Smithville Youth Wrestling

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I started wrestling for the Smithville Youth Wrestling Club. At the time I was in the fifth grade and I was 12 years old. At first I hated the idea of wrestling because of the tight singlet you had to wear, and also the idea of people making fun of you because of “rolling around with other guys”. Plus to make thing worse a lot of the other kids there have already wrestled since they were 5 which gave them more experience. I remember coming home from practice and just hating wrestling because it was hard work and I lost every match at practice. The first time I walked into the wrestling room It was really warm and Kids were wearing sweatshirts. The place smelled like feet and I barely knew anyone.
For the first year the wrestling meets where

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