He grew up in England and would always tell me stories about how if he studied as little as I do he would always "get the belt." He wanted me to spend as much, if not the time I spent playing sports to be focused on school. He had a large part in raising me, because whenever my mom had to work or something of that sort he and my grandmother would be taking care of me. So he often had a lot to say in terms of what I should and should not do. It is not as if I was a bad student, I was average at worst. He just wanted me to be the best in my class like he was back in his …show more content…
I told him that I had never played volleyball before and did not even know the rules. He told me that it did not matter, I should try out anyway. I did as he said and got on the team, not as a starter which was a new experience for me. I began to love the sport instantly though. Everything I spoke about was volleyball, to the point where people were sick of me. After the season was over I joined a summer league with a rep team my friend told me about. Even though I could not afford to do the yearly rep season, the summer one was affordable. The next year I tried out and the same teacher and teammates could not believe the progress I had made. Enough that they made me the captain and I was now a starting member. I still played basketball, soccer and did track but if had to choose between them all at that point it would not have even been a difficult decision. Which is crazy considering how obsessed I was with the other sports