Personal Narrative: What I Learned From The Volleyball Course

When first learning the different technical aspects of volleyball, I wasn’t exactly thrilled. During my first practice, I had no idea what it meant to be athletic until I realized the necessity of hustling and focusing

There are many teams that I’ve loved being a part of over the last three years of high school. The first is the golf team. I was blessed to be on the Junior Varsity team during my freshman and sophomore years, and this year I’m now on Varsity. The first two years were incredible. I was with Coach Al VanderHart, and we had such incredible seasons, especially sophomore year. I was blessed to be a team captain with Natalie Mason, and I grew so close to the girls on my team. We had so many traditions, including dressing up on match days, bringing food to the Town Square at Break, devotions before every practice and match, and much more. Another reason my team and I became so close was through the tragic loss of Coach Al’s son. We all surprised Coach by going to the funeral as a team. It was one of the moments in my life where I could feel God the most. Our team gave a big group hug, and we all started crying together, including the coach. It felt so good to lean on each other as a team for support, and it showed me just how powerful God is through the people

Always willing to adapt to any given situation, I aspire to make things as convenient as possible for everyone. I have been an avid team member the varsity tennis team all throughout my high school years. Consistently playing mixed doubles with my partners all being upperclassmen, I had reached the point where I became the partner-less upperclassman. In need of a new partner, my coach and I discussed potentials, but reached no solid conclusion. Aware of a new tennis team member, an incoming sophomore, my coach turned to me as a guide and mentor to help him feel comfortable.

I played tennis through junior high school. I hated running. Because I tired running easily. But I like plaing tennis. Because I am not tired playing tennis. But I limited body power when I became high school. As soon as, I began body power training. It seems that I am fine begin body power training. Because I was stong tennis. Also, I am useful on the life because I began body power training. Now, I continuing body power

I am eighteen and my favorite sport in my childhood was basketball ball because it was all I knew and what my family made me watch was basketball and soon after a while I started to like it even more ,and more as I got older .My sister and brother played basketball and they told me that if I want to learn how to play come and ask them .Basketball is really big in my household because not only did my sister play my older brother played to and my mother told me when she was younger she played to so it really big where I come from and I love it .

In an attempt to not only improve my basketball skill but also isolate myself away from the college process, me and my friend, gilly, went to 24 hour fitness gym at around 9:30PM. Because the gym was full, we had to run two’s, two on two, with three middleaged korean men, where they would have one sub. After playing for nearly an hour and a half, one/a notable recurring instance throughout the pickup game was that every time the korean men would miss a shot, screen, or rebound they would detach themselves from the rest of the play, let us walk right by, and score a layup, all the while they were yelling at each other in what Gilly and I could only imagine to be gibberish. In an attempt to cause even more chaos, Gilly and I decided to start

There comes a time when raising a child that a parent will make the decision whether their child will participate in extracurricular activities. For many parents this decision is easy. Others will struggle with the pros and cons of their child’s participation in sports or any other outside activity. Then they must consider what the child wants to do, or if their child wants to play sports at all. After considering the possible positive and negative outcomes, my wife and I decided to place our children in competitive youth sports.

It was the summer of my Sophomore year, going into my Junior year. My team and I were headed to our first volleyball tournament of the season. As a team, we had low expectations of the outcome of this tournament. The fact that we had lost five starting seniors the year before, and were shocked with a new, inexperienced coach. We were practically a new team, with very little experience together on a varsity level. Walking into our first game, we knew the team and that they were amazing. Losing the first set was devastating, we got killed 10-25. We all had our heads down, accepting the tough fact that we would most likely be losing our first game of the year.

Through the locker room window you stare. Just moments before you give everything you got. The lights have a soft glare on the floor while the shadow of the net is still. You look out to see the stands packed full of people and there you see that pride stands still. The music that you and your team gets pumped to starts. Your adrenal gland is pumping and that locker room door rushes open. For one moment everything is silent. The yelling, the cheering, the music, it all goes away and you have one moment to embrace it all.

On the last day of volleyball tryouts, I felt nervous. I knew if I didn’t make the team it would be okay. I went thought the whole tryout thinking “ I know i’m not going to make it.”I went to go help set up the nets in the gym. I went up to my friends and I said “Good luck.”

As an athlete my passion for sports have grown so much over the past few years. I’ve always enjoyed watching sports on TV, going to sporting events and even playing sports myself. The sports that I’ve played have been, soccer, softball and cheer. But sports that I have been loving to watch and be around have been racing and hockey.

It was the summer prior to freshman year, and all I wanted to do was make the volleyball team. However, I was not a great player and I did not make the team. Although it hurt when it happened, I did not know what it would lead to. In the middle of first semester, my friend had told me Valencia was going to form a lacrosse team and thought we should join. Not knowing anything about the sport, I agreed. The problem was there was only going to be a boys’ team, and some of the boys and their fathers were not keen on us joining. Despite their opinions of us, we found a coach who would teach us and began preparing.

Have you ever been so jacked for something that couldn’t sleep the night before it happened? That’s what happened to me the night before I played at the varsity tournament at Niagra. But first, let’s go back to the beginning of when this all started.

Playing on the varsity volleyball team is an adrenaline rush like no other. To be able to play the sport you love with teammates that are like family, in front of a crowd of actual family members is the ultimate feeling. Playing is even better when you, a small town nobody, beat a ranked team in the first set. We had just beaten Humboldt 25-17 and I was on top of the world. We were playing like our lives depended on it and I couldn’t be more proud of the girls.

My volleyball career thought me a lot. On thing I can always remember was a certain bible verse, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” That verse stuck with me all through out my volleyball career and is still with me as I play in college. My me never giving up I