Sunday, August 18, 2019
Getting Back into the Game :: Personal Narrative Essays
      Getting Back into the Game           I have always been involved in sports in some way or another. I was team  captain in every sport imaginable in elementary school. Junior high I continued  to be involved in sports, but it wasn't until high school started that I really  got into it. I played soccer, softball and basketball at Rogers High School. I  particularly loved soccer. Just playing it gave me a rush I had never felt  before. Also knowing that this sport took a lot of hard work and dedication gave  me a sense of satisfaction, because I knew that I put everything I had into it.  Putting a lot of dedication and hard work into something may prove to be useful  in the future.            When I had my baby, being involved in sports at all seemed impossible. Then  one day, my friend Cory from work was telling me that her daughter wanted to  play soccer. She then said that she was going to coach because no one else had  volunteered in her area. The only problem was that she didn't know the first  thing about soccer. That gave me an idea. I played soccer in high school, so I  thought I could help her, so I did.            My friend Cory and I went down to Spokane Youth Sports Association and  volunteered to become soccer coaches. I couldn't believe that I was actually  getting to do this. I thought it was going to be great. I had not played soccer  in a while, so I was nervous when I first started coaching. I never knew how  hard it would be to dedicate yourself and your time to something without getting  compensated for it. It was especially hard when the kids were more often than  not pretty hard to deal with.            I was coaching a team of nine-year-old girls. Some of those girls seemed to  want to be there, and others not. That made it very difficult to get all of  their attention at once. Sometimes it was so bad I felt that I was wasting my  time. But I stuck it out in hopes that they would come around, after all they  were only nine. As time went on the girls started to come around and started  listening and enjoying the   
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