Have you ever thought that you were not good enough at
something? I was thinking that I wasn’t going to play well because I was too
small and not strong enough. I was thinking that before a JV lacrosse game as a
seventh grader. But I wasn’t going to back down from a challenge, and I learned
a very important skill for someone who is small, and that is to always believe
in yourself.
I was eagerly waiting in
the cold, frigid air for a couple more of my teammates to show up. Coach said
to get dressed and start passing. I got dressed and started passing with Gavin.
While I was passing, my stomach filled up with butterflies, no, more like
pigeons pecking inside my stomach. It felt like I was going to throw up. Coach
called me, Cooper and another kid over. He told us, “on man-up, only you three
can touch the ball.”
The game was about to start. We got set
in our positions. I was on the wing. I looked up, and I saw a beanstalk of a
kid towering over me. I felt like I was a peanut compared to him. The ref said,
“down, set,” and tweeted his whistle. We won the face-off. They passed me the
ball, and I faltered to do a split dodge and bolted by my man; I whipped my
stick across my body and scored bottom right corner. I jogged back to the
face-off X very solemnly.
We lost the next
face-off, but our goalie made an absurd save. Our goalie passed to Cooper. I
was bolting down the sideline. Cooper passed me the ball, and I did a low to
high bar down goal. Out of nowhere, I got laid out by a tall and muscular kid;
it felt like a hurricane blew me over. That goal invigorated the team though.
Two to zero Guilderland.
I had an interception. I
was dashing down the sideline while a beanstalk of a kid was beating me like a
dead horse. I stopped to get seperation and scanned the field. I passed, but I
got deflected by a long pole. I got the ground ball, and I went behind the goal
and scanned the field once again. I saw the left side was open, and I sprinted
towards it. I did a side-arm right under the crossbar. I subbed myself out
because my arm hurt so bad. Six to four Guilderland.
The game was close to
finishing, and the score was six to four Guilderland. There was a face-off, and
I got the ball off a ground ball and bolted down the sideline. I shot and
scored a no angle on the run top right corner. Seven to four final, Guilderland
wins.
So if you ever think you
are not good enough, don’t back down. That day I learned to always believe in
myself and never think that I am too small or not strong enough. You should
always believe in yourself. Never back down from a challenge.
-Lee W.
The lesson that I learned from this story was to never give up and always try your best. The message stands out within this line that I found, “I had an interception. I was dashing down the sideline while a beanstalk of a kid was beating me like a dead horse. I stopped to get seperation and scanned the field. I passed, but I got deflected by a long pole. I got the ground ball, and I went behind the goal and scanned the field once again. I saw the left side was open, and I sprinted towards it. I did a side-arm right under the crossbar. I subbed myself out because my arm hurt so bad. Six to four Guilderland.” I like this part of the story specifically because it shows how you are not willing to give up and want to keep trying.
ReplyDeleteGreat job, Lee! One of the ways I noticed you made your writing engaging was by including figurative language, like when you said, “I was dashing down the sideline while a beanstalk of a kid was beating me like a dead horse.”
ReplyDeleteI really like the message that you gave, and the story was amazing too, but that last paragraph was very moving and inspiring. Also, I think that bringing this as your topic is really good because lots of people are insecure and think badly of themselves, and compare themselves to other people, and don't realize their capabilities. The, “small but mighty” saying could relate to your story because you compared yourself to one of the taller and stronger players and I think you showing that could help people come to notice that its not embarrassed and its okay that you can’t do something. Just trying your best is all that matters.
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The writer used detail and vocabulary to make the narrative engaging. I liked how the writer asked a question in the beginning of the narrative, “Have you ever thought that you were not good enough at something?”
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