Personal Narrative: A Short Story Of A Soccer Hero

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When I was in grade 3, we had a PE teacher who loved soccer. So every PE lesson, we played soccer. That was it. Now you have to understand that I'm not athletic at all. I never have been. I never played sports, never wanted to, and so of course I hated soccer. Sorry to people who like soccer, I don’t mind watching it though. My understanding of the rules was limited to; don't use your hands and get the ball in the goal. That remains my understanding today, which shows you how much I've progressed in sports; not at all. My idea of playing soccer was to run with the rest of the kids and hope no one kicked the ball in my direction. One day we were playing soccer and I was in my usual place on the corners of the oval. All of a sudden, there was the ball. Right in front of me! …show more content…

Hey don’t judge I was a little kid. I didn’t actually kick the ball back into the crowd. I decided I was going to kick that ball all the way to the goal and win us the game. It’s another thing that I wasn't even sure of the score. Off I went. Things went smoothly. I was at the head of everyone else, heading towards the goal! No one was near me! No one could catch me! Soon I would score! No one was near me. I slowed down and looked

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