Personal Narrative-Soccer Award Ceremony

Soccer Award Ceremony

I was running as fast as a cheetah, it seemed. I could trip over my own legs any second! “Come on Makena!” I could hear my mom yell in the crowd. I was getting closer and closer towards the goal. I could see all of the other team’s defenders getting further behind me as I ran down the long soccer field. All of a sudden, the goalie yelled at the top of her lungs like yelling into a microphone, as she was coming out of the goal; “KEEPER!!!” I shot the ball like a bullet coming out of a gun heading straight towards the goal. Then, everything went really slow. The crowd stopped cheering and all I heard was the swoosh of the ball hitting the back of the net. Then everything went back to normal except this annoying beeping …show more content…
It smelled delightful. I sat down with the rest of my team and later I said, “Can I have chocolate pancakes with milk?” to the waitress. When she came back with our food, my friend said, “I ordered oatmeal to show coach I’m healthy.” “Cool. I know I’m really healthy and this is supposed to be fun and I worked really hard to deserve these pancakes.” I responded. When I bit into my pancakes with butter on top it was the best thing I ever tasted. Ding, Ding, Ding. Coach gently banged a spoon against his glass of water. Everybody looked up at him and he said, “Thank you all for coming. I really appreciate you all waking up so early to be here. Your kids have played hard and worked hard and they all are really good at soccer, and they are going to possibly make it in the “big leagues” but there are only a few that really stood out to me.” My friend leaned in close to me and whispered, “Good luck.” “Thanks, you too.” I said. I closed my eyes and prayed that I would win that huge trophy.. “I am going to start out by giving out awards to everybody.” He handed out trophies about the size of my hand that said: Great Work!!! “The award for best forward goes to...Makena