Why I Want To Play Basketball
"Apurva! Hurry up, let's go, stop playing around!" After Sunday school it was customary for the youth group to do community service together, however I never really liked to participate, instead I preferred to play basketball. While everyone was assigned a specific task on a weekly basis, I was never the person who cared about what I did. They would call me from where they were working, to get my attention. I heard them and chose to ignore them, because I figured that playing basketball would be more fun. However, It had never occurred to me that maybe I was not doing what I needed to do as someone my age or was not as involved as my peers. This changed when one of my friends approached me and told me that if I love to play sports, and I’m good with the younger teens. Which gave me an idea to start organizing youth sport
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I was starting to regret that I said yes. Part of brain was telling me that I should go play basketball with my friends, while the other was telling me this was an opportunity to act more mature. When I started to get all the kids organized, I started getting less nervous. The thought of playing with my friends left my mind. Seeing the kids laughing and enjoying the sports made me not regret the decision to organize the activities. I really started to be fond of organizing sports and getting to know the kids. Encouraged by my decision and wanting more responsibilities, I talked to an elder and asked if I could be the leader of sunday school for middle school aged students. I got the call. I was going to lead the class. When I walked in the first day all the kids were excited to see me. I asked myself, “Why had I not done this before?” I liked spending time doing what I wanted to do, but that seemed like an old life now. Volunteering and leading those younger than me changed me. Even my friends and family started to
I was starting to regret that I said yes. Part of brain was telling me that I should go play basketball with my friends, while the other was telling me this was an opportunity to act more mature. When I started to get all the kids organized, I started getting less nervous. The thought of playing with my friends left my mind. Seeing the kids laughing and enjoying the sports made me not regret the decision to organize the activities. I really started to be fond of organizing sports and getting to know the kids. Encouraged by my decision and wanting more responsibilities, I talked to an elder and asked if I could be the leader of sunday school for middle school aged students. I got the call. I was going to lead the class. When I walked in the first day all the kids were excited to see me. I asked myself, “Why had I not done this before?” I liked spending time doing what I wanted to do, but that seemed like an old life now. Volunteering and leading those younger than me changed me. Even my friends and family started to