Personal Narrative-Dunking
Slam dunking is the most exciting thing to watch of all sports. However, during one game, I felt like I was the one getting slam dunked by fear. My hands shaking and my confidence was fading. I did not know what to do. The pressure to decide whether to shoot or pass was setting to me, in a basketball game. On an ambivalent day, during 7th period, I was feeling ambiguous about the basketball game. While doing the class work, I was thinking anxiously about what I should do at the game. I am the kind of person who always tries to make plans way before an event. Since i was distracted, I forgot what I was supposed to do. I anxiously asked a nearby peer, “ What are we doing and can you help me?” “ We are reading a passage, then answering the questions, and no, I cannot help you, this is independent work,” he confusingly and annoyingly replied. Minutes later, class was over and i was
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There were a lot of people at the game which made me worried, I was glad that I have sat out for a while then that changed when Coach Wallace called me in for post guard. In my mind, I said to myself, “ You got to be kidding me!” while I was heading to my spot. “Boing, Boing” that was the sound of my team dribbling the ball down the court and that is when the ball was passed to me. I held the ball in shock like a train had just gone through me and that is when the pressure came into place. The coach, team, and the crowd were pressuring my decision. My choice was to either pass the ball or shoot for a team point. At this moment, everything paused and in came a flash thought. If I were to shoot, I was afraid that I was going to miss, but my coach would like me to shoot. If I were to pass the, my coach would not like that. After this unnecessary thinking, I decided to shoot. “ Good job, Wendy!” my coach excitedly yelled, that is when I knew I made a basket. As the game was ended, I told myself, “ I made the best choice to shoot and now my team is
There were a lot of people at the game which made me worried, I was glad that I have sat out for a while then that changed when Coach Wallace called me in for post guard. In my mind, I said to myself, “ You got to be kidding me!” while I was heading to my spot. “Boing, Boing” that was the sound of my team dribbling the ball down the court and that is when the ball was passed to me. I held the ball in shock like a train had just gone through me and that is when the pressure came into place. The coach, team, and the crowd were pressuring my decision. My choice was to either pass the ball or shoot for a team point. At this moment, everything paused and in came a flash thought. If I were to shoot, I was afraid that I was going to miss, but my coach would like me to shoot. If I were to pass the, my coach would not like that. After this unnecessary thinking, I decided to shoot. “ Good job, Wendy!” my coach excitedly yelled, that is when I knew I made a basket. As the game was ended, I told myself, “ I made the best choice to shoot and now my team is