Personal Narrative: The Value Of A Basketball Team

When I was 13 I went out for basketball. Or as I would like to say, my mother made me go out for basketball. For a month I attend and, make an appearance in the gym at 5:15. We would play as long and as hard as we could, until (coach) got tired. This of course was elementary, when we didn’t have an actual basketball team through the school. Then we got to playing… we seemed to be a “team.” We won lot of games together we played good, everyone got along, at least that’s what I thought. I don’t quite know what I did or why it happened but, after a year of playing together a group of girls that I hung out with slowly stopped talking to me. One day I heard them talking bad about me, I thought maybe it will just blow over. Then came a few more weeks and I found myself hanging out with a different group of girls but, I raced to the locker room to change just before I walk in I heard some of the girls saying” Whoever can go the longest without talking to Bri wins, and the loser has to give everyone $20!” I Though that all this would blow of in a couple weeks but, the gossiping about me didn’t seem to go away like I had thought .I found myself paying more attention to them talking about me then I did about playing basketball. I wanted to give …show more content…
I learned listening to the bad things that people may say about me didn’t bother me so much anymore, myself confidence is now through the roof. I just couldn’t stop thinking about basketball, once basketball season came around I had to join. It definitely wasn’t essay but, all the things that my mom told, and being in cross-country helped me to be a better person and a better player too. If it wasn’t for my mom and, joining cross-country then I would be the person I am now. It wasn’t essay getting there but, it was certainly worth listening and applying to my situations. Next time if someone having a similar problem I’ll know just know what to