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Personal Narrative: A Career As A Soccer Player
Jessey Ramirez
Mrs.dean
English ii hour 5

What i am typing about is soccer .I have been playing since i was 5 years old. My position is goalkeeper. I am ok now i have lost some of my skills i haven't been playing like how i used to. I first starting playing for paul clover. When i was 10 my dad got a soccer team for me we traveled all around kansas city. We went undefeated for 2 years straight in a row. I considered my teammates as my brothers because we played for a long time also cuse i'm the only boy i only have 2 sisters.we would always good times at practice. We would always mess around at practice.we always did a lot of drills at practice and some of them were fun to. When we messed up at a soccer game my dad would make us run a lot.
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I would go every sunday to kick the ball around and watch them play. There were a lot of good teams there. I didn't play in the league that year i was only 10. He decided to run it this year to. My dad put me on a team that was ok. We din’t make it to the finals but we went to the playoffs. We lost by 1 point. We played for 14 weeks every sunday we would play. Ive got asked to play for a couple of teams but i din’t want to i wanted to take a break. My team went to a few tournaments we would get 2 or 3. This year i got asked to play for a team from california they are good. The coach talked to me on sunday cause that's when the final was for the league. He wants me to play cuse he is looking for a goalkeeper. I like to play soccer it's a fun sport. Everyone one my dad's side of the family plays it. My uncle isa played for smith cotton they went to conference they won that game. My uncle isa played forward he was also the back up keeper for smith cotton. He has taught me how to improve my keeper skills. I was using them when i was playing in the soccer league they did help. I can kick far i can punt past midfield. I can also throw far to

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