Personal Narrative-Racism

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“JV, you have ten minutes!”, said the announcer after the gun went off. “C’mon ladies, we need to stride out and circle up.”, I said to all of my teammates. Kelsey was the one who led us in prayer that day. Lining up anticipating the start of the race really gives me an adrenaline rush. “Runners to your mark…Get set..”, in the booming voice of the official. Boom! The sound of the gun indicating the start of the race. My first mile is always a little too fast. I can’t help it though, my nerves are going crazy. “You’re at 7:10 Alexis! Keep that pace! You can do it girl!”, I heard from Jane. That first mile went by so quick. Now I was onto my second, the one that always killed me. A big hill was coming up, and I knew I would have a hard time making it up it and then recovering. The whole time all I heard was, “Push through, almost there! C’mon girl, finish strong!”, from Jane of course. Before I knew it I was in the last 400 meters of the race, fighting for that 15th place medal with the girl next to me. “Alexis, kick it NOW! Last 400, this is your race, get that girl!”, said Jane. I pushed through and had a strong finish, beating the girl that Jane encouraged me to catch. …show more content…

Jane is truly an ambassador of Christ, and all of her faith and hope has made me want to have a better relationship with God. Last year I was not a good cross country runner. During this past summer, she pushed me to train with her most mornings. All of the miles I put in have really paid off this season, as I am now a varsity runner and have surprised my coaches and peers. She has transformed me as an athlete. There have been times where I just feel like giving up, or I feel as if I am not good enough, but Jane has been there to support me through those doubtful

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