Swimming Monologue

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In 2008, my mom took me to my older sister Hannah’s swim tryout. I was standing around on the deck, waiting for her to finish, when a man named Joe Cabel walked up to me and told me that I should try out, because my lengthy legs would make me fast. Cabel has been known to stretch the truth a little bit, and 8 1/2 years later, I’m not much faster. But I’ve definitely learned a lot of things, mostly from my high school seasons.
Freshman year, I learned to follow and respect the seniors, and as I progressed into my senior year, I’ve learned to earn the respect of the underclassmen, and to lead. It’s really easy for me to be such a lazy person, but swimming has taught me to work hard, and while I don’t exactly have a swimmer’s body, I can’t image how fat I’d be if I wasn’t swimming, which will be a huge challenge after I’m done.

On to thank you’s.

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Coach Bart, coming into this team freshman year, I didn't really know what it meant to try, and work hard at a sport, and your skill at yelling, and making up names, showed me that I can’t just show up. I have to do the work. Ms. Schropp, obviously I’m not a diver, but I’m always amazed at how much you tried to get me to focus in Precalc. It’s not you, it’s not me, it’s just the math part I didn’t like. Coach Kent, I’ve saved you for last, because you made the biggest impact on my stroke. Until about last year, I swam freestyle by crossing my arms and stretching them and shoving them in the water in inch in front of me. All the club coaches tried to get me to stretch them out, but they gave up once they realized I wasn’t trying. Freshman year, Before I could even stop trying, They put me in the distance lane to “work on my stroke”. At the time, I thought it was a lost cause, but Coach Kent’s been so patient with me, and my stroke is still improving to this

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