Reflection Of The Life Of My Life

Ever since I could remember, soccer had been in my life. If there was a soccer team that needed a coach, my father was always the first to volunteer. There were almost too many strenuous weekends spent hours away from home for soccer tournaments to count. My entire family, consisting of my parents, my siblings, my dog, and myself, packed in a mini-van heading to a city that I had never heard of for soccer games. But when I entered high school, all that would soon go away. I kept playing the same sport that I always had, although now I had to wake up at five in the morning for six hours of high school soccer practice in the smoldering summer heat in order to make the high school team. High School sports were more competitive than anything I had done before. I put in as much effort as I could to make the Varsity High School team, staying out past dinner to practice even longer. I was utterly divulged in soccer and trying to be the best I could be. Soon, I would regret placing a game over spending time with my family.

Ever since I was a child, my parents put me in various sports: soccer, softball, volleyball, basketball, and cheer. Both my parents grew up playing sports and realized that being a part of team sports benefits the growth of a person’s perseverance, determination and overall personality. Not only was I an avid multi-sport athlete as a child, my four other siblings were as well. Motivated individuals have surrounded me throughout my life. They have given me a great example of what it means to succeed and persevere. Not only have I been surrounded by strong individuals I have also been able to try different sports. While it was fun being able to try different sports, I realize early on that soccer was what I wanted to pursue. Soccer showed me how to be a part of a team and never give up.

In my life soccer has been the only thing I’ve ever been passionate and good at in my life. Yes, I'm not necessarily good at school and my act score isn’t the best. But I do think I’m an Excellent player. With soccer in my life it gives me a little happiness I can juggle with for the time being.

I am extremely grateful for this because soccer has impacted my life immensely. I can honestly say that soccer has pushed my life forward in a positive direction. It taught me how to be competitive, hard-working, and how to deal with people I necessarily didn't agree with or care for. That competitiveness that I first learned at the ripe age of four is something that has carried on into other aspects of my life including my education. I always want to have the highest grade in the class and if that’s not possible than the highest grade that I can get. This previously mentioned competitiveness on the field and in the classroom translates into hard work. Dealing with people I don't get along with isn't something that I am the best at, but I have been working on it. I am not always going to like my boss or coach, but I am not going to be able to change that. I can think of a few examples where I have gotten into an argument with someone who I definitely shouldn’t have been disrespecting and as I look back I feel foolish and that helps me deal with similar situations that I currently

Growing up, sports never seemed to be my expertise. Dancing my youth away, I never imagined to show passion for such an intrusive contact sport. My friends continued to nag at me saying “You have to try out for the soccer team.” My first year of middle school I stepped out onto the field. Occasionally forgetting to breathe,I focused right on the ball. I started to think to myself that I could get used to this. I mean how bad could it be? What I didn’t realize was I did not have much soccer skills under my belt, but making the team already was an accomplishment. I respected the captains when they talked, and I tried, day after day, to pick up the skills they possessed.

Constant running and never ending judgement from those around me. Yet, this did not make me stop. I challenged my teammates and coaches belief that I could not play and quickly became one of the most used players on the team. I nearly made the varsity team and started several games on Junior Varsity. I played amongst those who doubted me and became one of them. I became a soccer player, I learned to lead those around me, adapt to an environment I had yet to encounter, and how to change people’s opinion about me. It was the proudest moment of my adolescent life when the coach said an amazing heartfelt speech about how I would challenge both him and myself everyday at practice because I wanted to prove to those surrounding me I deserved to be playing on the pitch amongst them. The decision I made to go out for a sport I had never played my junior year of high school is by far the turning point of my life, I truly believe it changed me and gave me another dimension to my complex personality. I gave me an experience unlike that of any other person because I am not a natural athlete, I am just a child who has been doubted but has destroyed that doubt over and over

Although life is overbooked and filled with stressors, I can relax and enjoy playing soccer. Wearing the colors and badge of the team I’m on is something I hold with pride, and I work to play well while representing my team. At the same time, I train and work hard to excel and reach higher levels of competitive soccer. Even with the constant ups and downs and quiet car-rides when we lose, my passion for the game still tends to bring me back to the game and take my mind off of all my cares. Many a time I would sit and want to quit, but all the adversity and strong work ethic shapes who I am today. Through all my experiences, soccer is one of my favorite things to do and a passion I fully enjoy. Playing in the high-intensity travel and school games, plus coaching of my little brother’s team all are activities I love.

Soccer is something every kid plays, it’s the staple game of the world; but to me, soccer was more than just a childhood activity. Playing soccer has taught me many valuable lessons but the most important lesson was that it wasn’t about the trophy, it was about the practices, it was about the teammates. When the end of the season came around, it didn’t matter if we had won or not; we had grown as soccer players and as a team,

I have been playing soccer since I was six years old and still continue to play. I have played with many teams, many coaches, and many different players who all have helped me flourish as not just as a player, but as a person. I have also been a captain for my team which has helped me learn the values of respect, attitude, and leadership. Soccer has allowed me to improve as a person while also improving my teammates by showing empathy and confidence in them. It has aided me to develop relationships faster and become an easier person to cooperate with. Not only has soccer

For as long as I can remember I have played soccer every fall and spring with a team. However that all came to an abrupt stop in the ninth grade during high school tryouts when I failed to make the list of about thirty-six boys who made either the junior varsity or varsity soccer team. I was in disbelief and questioned myself, “did I still obtain the desire to continue playing the sport I enjoyed for so long?” After ruminating on this issue, I resolved that I wasn’t going to let this disappointment hold me back from playing a high school sport, and I joined track and field. Track and field was an enjoyable experience where I met many new friends, however my passion for soccer had not died, and I was not content with my failure to make

Since I can remember, I’ve always played soccer. Whether it was kicking the ball around my kitchen and dining room (this didn’t go over well with my mother) or playing on a youth team, club team, or school team, soccer has always flowed through my veins and helped prepare me for the challenges I faced ahead. These early experiences foreshadowed my maturity and growth through soccer.

My dad often recalls me at age three, bounding down the beach, giggling in the warm sun, with a soccer ball rolling between by feet. He did not play soccer, neither did my mom, yet I have always wanted to play. The sport has become an important part of who I am and how I approach my life. Preparing for and playing the game teaches me valuable lessons about work ethic and teamwork. I have built lasting relationships with my teammates and coaches. Also, soccer keeps me in shape, and conveys to me the importance of taking care of my body. Most importantly, soccer has made me into more of an outgoing, well-rounded person.

One day when I was in middle school I decided to join the soccer team. As I was getting ready for our first game I noticed that I wouldn’t be starting as first string. Obviously, I knew I wasn’t that great of a player. So after sitting on the bench most of the season I wanted to make a change in my skill level. Every day I would practice my butt off. Until the day I finally got to play in my first full 90 minute soccer game. During my first soccer game I was overly excited because I worked so hard to get to this point, I fell in love with soccer, and it helped me gain new friends.

Soccer consumes the majority of my free time. I started playing organized soccer at age 5 and found it gave me freedom to explore new concepts and to push myself to excel. I was never interested in team sports and leaned toward swimming or tennis where I didn’t have to rely on anyone else for my success or failures; however, as my love for soccer grew, I found I could push myself as an individual, honing my skills, while learning to rely on teammates to executing play efficiently. This has been a lesson in learning to trust my teammates to give their all. Soccer has also been a source of

Not far from Braintree, on the island of Nantucket, is where I grew up. Being a resident of a small island, there was only so much to do and see. Consequently, numbers of things like music, books, films, and television fostered a tremendous impact on my interests and activities. When it came time to begin our twelve year long journey through an educational system, my parents decided to move. We found ourselves in Braintree, a town much different from what my brother Jake and I had known all of our lives.