A lesson is something you learn from a certain situation. Learning something is hard, but easy at the same time. A lesson from a random elderly is different from learning a lesson from a loved elderly. There was a time when I learned the most important lesson in my life, that I shall always remember, “You have to lose in order to learn how to win”. About 4 years ago I was playing basketball in my small town where my mom grow up called Johnsonville. It was a small, friendly place where everyone knew everyone. My grandmother decided to sign me up for a recreational basketball league because I loved basketball so much. “SWAY!!!”, my grandmother called, “It's time for practice.”. “YES MA’AM”, I called back. As I hurried out the house, I grabbed some shorts and a shirt along with my new basketball shoes that my mom ordered for me while she was
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I fell asleep last because I was still nervous about the game. I watched basketball on YouTube so I wouldn't think about my game as compared to LeBron’s game that night. I thought about going outside to put some shots up but it was already 1:00 in the morning and I didn't want to get into any trouble. As I dosed off into a deep sleep I had deja vu about the game but I couldn't remember what it was when I awoke. “SWAY!! WAKE UP IF YOU WANT TO PLAY IN THAT GAME TODAY!!”, my grandmother called out loud. I woke up and dashed into the room and grabbed my jersey off the bed and slipped on my lucky shorts and basketball shoes as I bolted out the house. My grandfather got in the car with us and we left for the big game. As we got near the gym, we spent some time getting breakfast because no one ate before leaving home. We sat in the car and ate our sandwiches as a family. We walked into the gym to see the final minutes of a thrilling game that came down to the wire. The gym was crowded with coaches, parents, teacher, friends, and
I fell asleep last because I was still nervous about the game. I watched basketball on YouTube so I wouldn't think about my game as compared to LeBron’s game that night. I thought about going outside to put some shots up but it was already 1:00 in the morning and I didn't want to get into any trouble. As I dosed off into a deep sleep I had deja vu about the game but I couldn't remember what it was when I awoke. “SWAY!! WAKE UP IF YOU WANT TO PLAY IN THAT GAME TODAY!!”, my grandmother called out loud. I woke up and dashed into the room and grabbed my jersey off the bed and slipped on my lucky shorts and basketball shoes as I bolted out the house. My grandfather got in the car with us and we left for the big game. As we got near the gym, we spent some time getting breakfast because no one ate before leaving home. We sat in the car and ate our sandwiches as a family. We walked into the gym to see the final minutes of a thrilling game that came down to the wire. The gym was crowded with coaches, parents, teacher, friends, and