One day I said an observation which concluded in being humorous, the re-telling is boundless. It perceived to be an utterly sultry midsummer day in late July 2012, I barely accomplished my sixth grade year. I was helping raise money for my softball's team trip to Victoria, British Columbia. My dad (who helped coach the team), Coach Jim (our manger), Peggy (our female chaperone), Mrs. Warrow (Coach Jim's wife), Delanie, Holly, and I were there. My dad, Coach Jim, Peggy, and Mrs. Warrow were forty
I was that girl on the softball field you loved to hate. From ages five to eighteen, I was the girl who had to put up with all the nonsense. I made many friends, but I also made many enemies. From my tee-ball years to my high school years, I lived a dream come true. To be willing to play softball. Most little girl you would think all you would think about would be dressing up, makeup, baby dolls; well, I was a bit different. My only interest as a little girl was softball. I was a natural at this
asking?” “I’m Kristi, one of the managers for Wahiawa Softball. We wanted to let you know that Coach Maryann selected you to play with their allstar team this year for States in California. Are you interested?” “Of course, I am interested.” “Great! First practice is at 4PM next week Monday at Ka’ala Park.” I was upset that my summer plans were ruined, but I was happy that I was going to go California for the very first time. I played softball for two years and I started when I was just a Freshman
Myrtle beach, South Carolina on this scorching hot day playing a softball tournament. I’d just started playing on a new team, called the 18u Fastpitch Renegades softball team. We had early time games, but in total four games that had to be played that day. The field was different from any other softball field I’d ever played on. The field seemed to be set up almost as if it used to be a baseball field and they turned it into a softball field, it was very interesting to play on. We were thankful for
One day I said an observation which concluded in being humorous, the re-telling is boundless. It perceived to be an utterly sultry midsummer day in late July 2012, I barely accomplished my sixth grade year. I was helping raise money for my softball's team trip to Victoria, British Columbia. My dad (who helped coach the team), Coach Jim (our manger), Peggy (our female chaperone), Mrs. Warrow (Coach Jim's wife), Delanie, Holly, and I were there. My dad, Coach Jim, Peggy, and Mrs. Warrow were forty-something
lessons are small, but sometimes people walk away with a lesson that has shaped their life permanently. Looking back, learning how to play softball is something that has impacted my life and has taught me many lessons. The lessons that I have learned from playing softball are, perseverance, time management, and determination. When learning how to play softball it taught me how to persevere through many different things. How it taught me to become more capable to push through is because of hard conditioning
us. At home, we would go to our own rooms and barely communicated. None of this was because we didn’t like each other, it was just that there wasn’t much in common between the two of us. But that all changed during a softball game. It all started when she played with my 18U softball team about a year-and-a-half ago. Both of our teams were playing in Ankeny at a spring showcase tournament, and I remember it had been so cold that day. Quite a few of the girls on my team had gotten sick and were not