Personal Narrative: My First Basketball Team

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From the time I first started basketball at a young age I have loved it. I first started playing with a short plastic basket in my basement with a little ball. I eventually got a bigger hoop. It was one that hung on the door and I played all the time. Sometimes I would get my younger brother to play with me but he was more into soccer. So I played by myself in the hallway or in the kitchen depending where I put the hoop. After some time I found out there was a hoop in the hay mound of my grandpa’s barn. I worked on the farm by that time so I was already over there quite a bit. Whenever I had breaks or free time I would go upstairs and shoot on the hoop. It was only eight feet so it was perfect for me. I played up there so much I had cleared the hay off the court with a broom and put up barriers all around to make it more like court. So I played on…show more content…
Then it was time to start bailing hay. We had to fill the area where the court was which meant I didn’t have a place to play basketball. My dad however told me that behind my grandpa’s garage there I was an old hoop on the wall and if I cleared the concrete off I could use it. Once I cleared it off I played but there was a chicken coop right behind the court and they were on it all the time. Eventually I had to stop playing there because it was overrun and it became cold. So over the winter we started to empty the court up stairs and I went back to using it again. By this time I had started basketball in school. It was junior varsity and I was in practice in afterschool, so I did not play upstairs as much. However once basketball ended I went back upstairs and it was almost time to start filling the court up again. I wanted to figure out how to keep a court of some sort and my dad said we could try to get one for the driveway. I had spent the money I earned on the farm so I started saving up and after about a month of saving I had enough to buy a hoop. We found one that
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