Personal Narrative: I Am Baseball

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I spent a huge portion of my childhood listening to my dad yell at the T.V screen. When he wasn 't watching baseball, we were at every practice, every game, every tournament. Being the coach 's daughter meant that I was there with my dad through everything baseball- the teeth clenching, heart beating out of your chest games; the jumping up and down screaming wins, and the silent, still losses. Baseball is my dad 's everything- he grew up playing, and has coached full or part time for nearly 20 years. When I was eight years old, I asked my dad why baseball was so important to him, and what he told me has stuck with me since; "Emma, I hope one day you find something to be as passionate about as I am baseball." The day I sat in my first Spanish class, I was intrigued, and now
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It is my dream to live or study in Argentina one day, and I really feel that being a part of advanced placement classes for Spanish language, literature, and culture has opened these doors to me by introducing me to a whole new world of culture and tradition. Being a part of two Spanish clubs in my high school career has also taught me to love the culture from the times I have spent talking and laughing and making memories while eating sweet
Polvorones and drinking spicy, rich Mexican hot chocolate. Many students take foreign language classes because it is required. For me, foreign language has opened up a whole new world of career options, travel, and people to meet. I generally only speak Spanish with some of my employees at the restaurant I 've been working at for the past year and a half, and through the language I have been able to meet some pretty cool people who have some pretty cool stories to share. Opportunities like this, being able to communicate with people I 'd never even thought to before, reinforce the importance of knowing a second language and using it to build relationships and to grow as

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