Gorda Biography

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As a child, I grew up playing soccer. On my father’s side of the family my uncles as well as my father were fanatics of the sport. Both my father and my uncles raised my siblings, cousins, and myself to play and love the sport. Soccer was an intense sport in my family; we would get together and have scrimmages usually once or twice a week against ourselves or other teams. I also had soccer practice on weekday evenings and games Saturday mornings. Soccer helped me get fit as a child, before I began playing soccer my family nickname was “Gorda,” which is Spanish for fat. The name was made and given to me by my uncles whom called me their “Gordita,” or “Fatty” in spanish. The name was not out of disrespect towards my weight, it was just a name that stuck and that I listened to as a child. Even to this day, most of my family refers to me as “gorda.”
However, soccer was not the only sport I attempted. I also tried T-ball as a child and basketball and cross-country in middle school. My mother’s side of the family was more involved into baseball and I wanted to try it so I convinced my parents into enrolling
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I quit playing sports my seventh grade year mainly because my sister stopped playing sports and everything she did I wanted to do as well. My sister was a role model to me, but she would tell me to continue playing, that I did not have to quit just because she did. My response was always “I did not quit because of you,” or “I just do not want to play anymore.” Looking back to when I participated in sports, I realize how good I actually was. Even though I was not the best player in the teams I played for I know I played good and I would have loved to continue playing soccer or running cross country. To this day, I love when people invite me to scrimmages or to work out because I miss the feeling of playing and

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