I would be lying if I said entering high school I was awaiting all the exciting opportunities in front of me. In reality, I had zero interest in what high school or my community had to offer. In fact, I fought my parents for not joining high school soccer, despite my involvement in soccer since I was four years old. Obviously, I lost this fight, and this year I spent my spring afternoons, after online school, on the hot turf field. This marked the start of my high school involvement. That whole year, I insisted I was going to quit and never play high school soccer again. That proved to be false. Once sophomore year hit, all my friends begged me to play again and I decided I would simply go to tryouts, leading to my second year of high school …show more content…
For this, I’m grateful my parents pushed me even if it went against my wishes because I would not have the friends I have today without soccer and it built many connections that I hold close to my heart. Soccer didn’t only lead me to the friends I hang out with during lunch, but it also opened up my comfort zone to other activities like golf. The summer of junior year I found out some of my friends from soccer decided they wanted to try out golf so I thought why not? Playing golf my junior and senior year didn’t only open up my skills to a new sport, but it also led to some great memories. We watched each other go from amateur golfers to maybe decent golfers. We would sing to Taylor Swift during our carpools, find different places to eat after each match, and make new friends. Junior year was the year I realized that life has so much more to offer than simply going to school and back home. That year I decided I wanted to become as involved as possible, leading to me stepping out of my comfort zone and joining the Emerald Keepers
Soccer has guided me in many ways to become the person I am. Especially in high school, the sport has showed me how to be much more cooperative and open with others. Before high school, I isolated myself from others and had only a few close friends. Rather than being a sociable, I acted as though I was the only person in the world and had the outlook that as long as I do what is right individually, there is no need for me to work with others. This outlook changed when I joined the soccer team at Holy Spirit, my high school. With the way soccer is at the high school level, I had no choice but to cooperate and associate my selves with others. Once on the field, instead of introducing myself as "me" I had to introduce myself as a part of the team. You win as a team and you lose as a team. Sometimes I wanted to drive to games myself, and I was not allowed to because we are supposed to travel together and it would be wrong to the team for me to separate myself from the group.
Playing soccer has also brought my family closer together. Both my parents and my sisters would come to all my games and support me. No matter the outcome of the game my family was always there for me. My family has been at my important games and the games that I am not so proud of. Even though they have seen the worst of the sport I still love having them watching me play. They have been the reason I have never given up. And I love making them proud. In the past year, my travel team folded and I thought that I would never have another team to play on. It was very upsetting knowing that I would not be playing with the same girls that I have played with my entire life. Yet, I joined an intramural team and started playing again. I played on a co-ed team for two more years before I graduated high school. On the intramural tea...
I started playing soccer when I was four years old. At the time I had a lot of problems. To name a few, I was bad at working with others, I was a sore loser, and I did not handle pain or disappointment well. When I started to play soccer I had a low self esteem and was terribly shy. Going up and talking to people was not on my list of things to do. This made it pretty hard for me to fit in with all the other kids and make friends. It was hard to enjoy playing soccer when I felt as though I had no friends on the team. My parents noticed my dislike in the sport, but urged me to keep playing anyway.
After four years of a new team every season, I went into my first practice of my fifth soccer season expecting the same to be true. Play on this team for one year and then be randomly placed on a different one the following year. Little did I know this team, especially the coaches, would leave a lasting impact on my life. I gained an invaluable support system that has stuck by my side for an upwards of nine years.
I remember, freshman year, I was scared, none of my middle school friends went to my new high school, and I didn’t know anyone. I was a shy girl and had been shoved out of my comfort zone. So as the weeks and months went on I made only "school friends", basically just acquaintances you meet and only talk to in school. Eventually soccer season came around, and of course my dad convinced me to continue playing as I definitely did not plan on putting myself out there like that. Not only did playing soccer on my high school's team introduce me to my best friend, but I've met some of the best people, made memories I'll never forget, and learned extraordinary lessons I couldn’t have learned any
Participating in a high school sport was a fantastic way for me to stay involved and an even better way to make close friends. With only losing one senior my sophomore year and one senior my junior year, three soccer seasons have and will be pretty much the same team. Spending four months, everyday, each season with teammates gives a person lifelong friendships. After graduating high school most people forget about games won, games lost, and high school sports in general. None of those are the important things anyways. It's the friends made throughout the
While I was in high school, I joined the soccer team. There were 15 girls in a team. There were three girls, whose last name was Lepcha. Who think that they play better soccer then everybody in a team and they do play well but not good as they thought they were. They had started playing soccer for one or two years ago. There were two other girls, whose name was Sabina and Dilu. They were my best friends. My one friend Sabina had played soccer for quite long and she played well but she did not have an attitude as Lepcha did. My second friend was Dilu; she was not that good at soccer. It was her first time playing soccer just like me. I do not know other people who were on a soccer team but the one thing I know about them was that it was their
Athletics have been a part of my life since I was three years old. There has been many great experiences however, the best ones were during my four years of high school playing for Muhlenberg. What I learned about playing soccer for Muhlenberg High School is to always work hard, to be competitive, and to have good sportsmanship. These qualities are important in my next stage at college and in life in general.
I remember being nine years old, and like any other elementary school kid my mother had me playing soccer. Most kids don’t play soccer with the intention of continuing, and neither did I. When I was nine though, something clicked, and it started with one day, one moment, and one decision that changed who I could’ve been as a person today.
It all started on a warm spring day. I went to soccer practice after school just like I do everyday, but today was going to be special I could just feel it. I went up to the fields behind Gardens Elementary where we play soccer for MYSA. There I met my coach and some of my teammates. We all started to warm up. Once we had been warming up for so long my teammates got
School, which used to make people anxious, is now a place of growth and achievement. I discovered that having common interests could help me close the distance between my past and present, so I joined sports, specifically soccer. My sense of belonging was strengthened and my confidence was boosted by these activities. I am a respected part of a community now, not just the new kid from Mexico. Though I lost the motivation for the sport over time.
I never realized a sport that you never saw yourself playing could have such a large impact on your life. In my life, soccer was that sport. I grew up believing the same thing that everyone who has never played the sport does. It is a “sissy” sport. I was wrong. My freshman year of high school was the beginning. Sophomore year made me realize what a team was. My junior year brought the hardest times, and finally, senior year made me understand what it was all about.
Growing up, the face of my refrigerator told a story. It was covered in sports pictures, drawings, and good report cards. It was the who’s- who of the house with detailed information about upcoming soccer tryouts, reminders of the early-out on Wednesday, and a checklist of items to grab at the grocery store. Most importantly, were the hand drawn masterpieces that hung from sparkly magnets.
As the soccer season progressed on through my senior year of high school, so many thoughts were running through my head. Most of them about how I made it to be Captain of the boys’ varsity team without even playing my eighth grade year. Which to many people was the most vital year with high school soccer being the next step. When I was in eighth grade I tried out for the travel team just like every year and I thought I was to be a starter.
Also, the friends I made, we have developed as a community together, and we have grown up together and know each other’s plus and negative sides, hard-core sides like no other person could. The happiness I get when our team wins medals in the tournaments, is indescribable almost like a six year old kid at a candy store. Moreover, I get to travel to different cities through the tournament. Through soccer I get to experience such things that otherwise wouldn’t have been possible for me. However, at first I thought it might be hard for me to manage soccer with my school work, and I at first I was disappointed because obviously school is always given the priority.