Personal Narrative: I Am Better Than You At Basketball

Have you ever work in a place that you felt unsafe, overworked, and it was an unfair pay. A group called Professional Air Traffic Controllers Organization know as PATCO was found by Lee Bailey in 1968. A Couple years later in August 3, 1981 PATCO workers decide to stop working on account of strict reasons so they decide to go on strike because they felt like they were just machines built to work. Clearly the want to get better working condition and payment.

Well I wake and I know we have a game. I wake up and eat a decent breakfast you don't want to eat to much so your stomach does not hurt when you start running. But the game is at 1:50 and i have a lot of time to get ready. Me and my dad go to the gym before games so I can warm up. But when we get back home it's about time to get ready for the game. After I get ready we got to the game and we are normally pretty early so i have time to warm up there to. But normally I am a starter so i'm on the court for jump ball. In the first quarter we went up by two but i did not play so well. After a couple minutes went through I told coach to take me out i was not playing good. Well know we are in the second quarter and I did not play this quarter now

Sophia Fortune CCR 092 King October 31, 2017 Summary Response of Virginia Woolf’s “The Death of the Moth, In the "Death of a Moth" by Virginia Woolf, Woolf compares the wonder of life and death by using a moth as an example of the simplicity of life and death and that we need to accept the inevitable of life and how death fallows, though putting up a fight is an essential part of this whole process. Describing a mostly overlooked creature, a moth, as it exists in nature, particularly on the September day. Woolf unable to concentrate, captivated by the moth, but yet also distracted by the work going on in the fields and the movements of the birds in the background. Considering the moths life "pathetic," especially as this is not a real moth because it flies during the day.

“Come on guys,” I yelled. I heard the screech of the referee’s whistle. Rushing to the bench, I heard the referee call out “Timeout, Heat.” Everything was on the line and our team’s championship hopes, being foremost on our team’s minds, was all coach could scream about. “I’m not going to tell you how to play basketball,” he yelled out. “That’s your job. I’m just going to say that right now, to us, this is a championship game. If we win this, we move on to the championship. If not, at least let us fall valiantly.” That got the whole team riled up as we rushed back onto the court. The crowd, encouraging as always, yelled out their approval on the fact that we were giving it our all. With just sixteen seconds left in the game and our team down by four, something special had to happen or we were done for the season.

I see myself in the NBA or the NFL, making enough money to have a house and food for my family. I will be visiting my family on my off days and helping them with what they need, and making sure I take care of myself, and keeping myself in shape. I’m going to be in the NBA, hopefully on the Chicago Bulls; my favorite team in the NBA because it's my home state. My favorite player Derrick Rose is on their and that team is a good team. My school has a basketball team I got people in my school that can help me with my goals. In five years I see myself you're in a basketball or a football team, having good grades and keeping my healthy. I'm going to be the oldest child in my house I'm I have to watch out for them especially my little brother Daniel.

The cool thing about humans, is no two are exactly the same, every one is different in their own way. We’re all defined in unique ways, some by their jobs, some by their livelihood, or interests such as basketball. This is one of my favorite things to do in life, there's just nothing better than setting foot on that court. When basketball season starts to roll around, memories from past years come flooding in. Being able to smell the freshly popped popcorn all throughout the gym. Looking up at the crowd and seeing everyone in the stands cheering us on, arguing with refs about a call, or not really paying attention to the game at all. The feeling I get when I’m on the court is second to nothing. This is where I go when I need need to just get away and think.

I walk into the Humid, Uncomfortable gymnasium for the first day of the most stressful thing anyone has to go through tryouts, Basketball tryouts. It was a dreadful three days being the smallest guy on the court and hoping to get a spot, but the only thing i could do was my best. But things didn't go as planned and that is sometimes a good thing, It's the third day of tryouts and the last as we are waiting to see if we made or not i hear my name and a few others get called into the coach's office my heart drops and my palms start to sweat and I walk in and he says with a soft voice “ you guys have potential and are good but didn't quite make the cut” and I was upset but who knew it was for the better. That night wrestling was already the word being tossed around in my house and it was definitely on

Last year, in seventh grade I decided to try out for basketball after the first day of tryouts I was not confident that I was going to make the team because I could not make a shot. The next day we had another try out I was ready to play. I came out and played well which made me feel better about the tryout. After the third day of tryouts I was not to confident that I would make the team. When I got the email that I made the team I was juiced I jumped all over my room. The first practice I was ready to play. I knew that coach Faust didn't mess around when it came to basketball. Practice was miserable I was so tired from doing “suicides” and running around the track. Our team couldn't do any of the drills successfully so we ended up running extra. On the second day of practice we started doing much better and making some shots.

We were at the gym for my first basketball game. I was a bit nervous but mostly excited. I walked onto the quart, shortest kid out there. Every kid out there looked like they wanted to eat me up because of my size. But there was one kid out there who towered over everyone, he stared at me with a glare trying to intimidate me but I was staring right back at him. The ref said it was was the other team’s ball so we had to play defense first. So they threw the ball in and the game began. I went up to guard the kid who had the ball but the ref told me to scoot back and to wait until he got past half quart. So when the kid got past half quart, I played tight defense. As aoon as I was about to steel the ball he passed it. The kid who had it shot

For a majority of people in the world, if they were to wake up with 350 million dollars, and would be able to be fully retired by 38 years old, then they would be very content and happy with their lives. Being able to wake up every day in a big mansion, lying with your family by the poolside, not worrying about financial issues for yourself or loved ones, and lastly having the great opportunity for you and your whole family, to not work a day the rest of your lives. It is an ideal situation that approximately 99.99% of people would want. But, an outlier, challenges those astonishing odds, by using their influence and popularity, to help out and make a difference. Not

Basketball time. Halfway through the season. It was game night. I was nervous. I always got nervous for basketball games. So after school I’m getting all my stuff ready and I’m putting on my basketball uniform. I had to get fired up. So I listened to some Kanye West. Ok. I was ready. My mom drove me to my game. I put my bag in the locker room. I go out on the court and warm up with the other girls. I’m getting even more nervous. BUUZZZ. That’s the buzzer. Time to go bring it in. Our coach talks to us and tells us the play to run first. I wasn’t a starter or anything. So I sat on the bench waiting to go in. The jump ball had started. Our team got the ball. During half of the first quarter, Coach told me to go in. I went in. I did my part and I played ok.

I have played sports my whole life. I specifically like basketball though. When I was in 8th grade, I tried out for a basketball team. I ended up not making the team, this woke me up. I realized if I wanted to play competitive basketball for a long time, I knew I had to get down to business because high school was just around the corner. I signed up for several camps, and worked really hard on my game the whole summer and before the tryout. Then tryout came around, and I was so nervous. On the 2nd tryout day, I was chasing someone down the court. When he went up I ended up blocking it, and while I was in the air, he tried to kick me. He missed and got under my foot. My foot opened up, and I had a sprained foot. I was so mad, I didn’t want

The man, that hasn’t done anything wrong, is put to death. Convicted for the killing three people he didn’t even know but, yet they still believe it was him. Though there was very little evidence. Before the man was strapped to the gurney he mumbles a few simple words “ I thank,you mother. For giving me the life that I have lived.” within a few minutes the man is dead from three doses of three different substance.The man accepted his fate. This year let alone six states killed people on death row with Texas killing the most, thirteen people. The US sees it as a way to get rid of the criminals who have destroyed everyone hopes and dreams, but the way some people see it is more sentimental. The way they believe is that the will pay for their

In my 8th grade year at Saint Frances Cabrini Regional Catholic School, my ability as a basketball player were less than admirable and my attitude towards my failures were not optimistic at the time. Setting such a high expectation without the desire to breakthrough the bar is detrimental for one’s health as I knew from experience. Becoming skilled in the sport has always been my mentality as a young child. I was like all of the other kids during that time who actually believed that the NBA, NFL or PSA was a definite possibility is I just “believed” it. This is where the problem lied as I only believed in the dream but I never put in effort to actually achieving that goal. Keeping this in mind, I went through most of

It was a Saturday morning and I had a basketball game at ten o’ clock. I got dressed and prepared for the game. My breakfast consisted of frosted flakes. It was nine fifteen and I had to be at my game thirty minutes early. We rushed out the door and were in the car. My brother, who was in the car, had a tennis tournament today after my basketball game. My mom, who driving the car, asked me to make sure I had everything. I responded saying that I had everything. A few seconds after my response I realised I had forgotten my water bottle. There was no way I going back or I’d be late.