Personal Narrative Analysis

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Most of my life I lived in Hitchcock, Texas, a very small town with a population of about 7,000. In the summer of 2014 my parents bought a new house in Santa Fe, Texas. Santa Fe was a much bigger town, with a population of about 12,000, almost double what Hitchcock’s was. Moving meant I would be starting my sophomore year of high school at a new school. I would be transitioning from a 2A school to a 5A school. The idea of starting a new school at a high school level was intimidating. Many thoughts ran through my head. How would I rank academically? Where will I stand at a 5A school? How would I compete athletically? Santa Fe is a 5A school and their baseball team had been in the playoffs for several years. I played baseball all of my…show more content…
These guys were good, really good! I watched them turn double plays, throw people out, and hit balls over the fence with ease. It was impressive! Yet, there was one problem… These guys were so good that they took the game for granted. They didn’t respect the game! They goofed off a lot. They made jokes while they were on the field, and off the field they would lay around in the grass. This was something I was not use to. I was taught that “if you respect the game, the game will respect you”. I was taught that you have fun off the field but on the field it was strictly business, there was no time to play around. So I had a choice to make. These guys were already an established team, I was the new kid on the block so I could either join them or continue to live up to my morals and hope that they would change theirs. And that is what I did, I stuck to my morals of respecting the game. I never gave in to the laziness and goofing around. I always gave 100%, never sat down at practice, was always the first when coach made us run, always hustled on and off the field. And believe it or not eventually, one by one, these guys made small changes in themselves. They saw that no matter what I never lost focus on the goal and always strived to be the best. My morals and values were starting to rub off on the team. Once we became good friends, I eventually told…show more content…
On the first day of my sophomore year at a new high school I walked in as if I had been there every day for the last 10 years. I held my head high and took every opportunity to meet someone new. Those individuals that were timid to talk to me, I just acted like I had known them forever and they eventually opened up. You only get one time to make a first impression and I made a point to make it a good one. By the end of the first week everyone loved me. Students, teachers, faculty, they all knew my name and I had left a positive image in their minds. From moment forward I knew that I could tackle any obstacle that was thrown my way. It’s amazing how fast you can win people over if you respect them, make them feel important, and help them realize their worth. Sometimes all it takes is a smile or a handshake, but it lets them know that you noticed them and in return they will respect you for it. They say that you should never judge a book by its cover, and, especially regarding people, it’s true. In this case, the “cover” is not necessarily meaning the appearance, but the first impression of another person. Like the cover of a book, first impressions are not always as appealing as what is really there. It’s not until after you start “reading”, or get to know someone, when you really find out who they really are and in the meantime you end up finding

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