Answer: This is 748 word count, a little over 500. I hope that’s fine! Please mark me the brainliest :)
Explanation:
Three main things make up my life which is, my running shoes, my softball bat, and my bowling ball. These things may seem pretty basic, and the main thing you can tell is that I do sports. But these things make up my life because of the lessons and mistakes I’ve made while in these sports. And at first I didn’t even want anything to do with them, but doing so definitely had an impact on my life. Each of the sports I’ve done, have a lesson/story to tell.
I started running ever since I was little, I’m sure we all have. But it wasn’t until the sixth grade when I got to participate in an actual sport. It wasn’t track and field, although I’m sure that would’ve been easier. Cross-Country was a very unpopular sport in my school. Basically you run against yourself, it’s not about speed, but it’s about distance. I did this sport along with my sister, though she never liked it when we did the same sports. But she eventually got used to it since we both continued to do that sport from sixth grade to this present day (sophomore year.) I wasn’t very weary on whether or not I should continue cross country in high school. Especially because I get tired fairly easily. It was definitely a transition from middle school, and my coach was not easy on me nor my teammates. Let’s just say I definitely wouldn’t be complaining if I got to run a middle school race instead of a high school race. Over the years of cross country, I’ve learned key things on how to keep myself going not only in a race, but with anything in life. I learned how to persevere, how to pace, and how to remain calm, and obviously not to give up.
In middle school I was getting tired of being the kid who only ran cross country. Like I said, that sport wasn’t very popular, and some don’t even consider it a sport. So I wanted to try something new, my friend did softball so I decided to do that as well. And I had no experience whatsoever, I can barely throw the ball far enough to get to a single base. And I could hit a ball to save my life, I blamed the bat saying it was cursed. I couldn’t own up to it on how I was just flat out unlucky. Let me tell you that when someone says practice makes perfect, believe it. I say this because I’m now a sophomore and I can hit every good pitch with the same bat. I'm in center field and I’m now able to throw far enough for my teammates. It wasn’t easy, but even though the bat I used has outgrown me in size, I will always keep it because of the story behind it.
Lastly, my bowling ball. I can’t even tell you how much I hated that thing. This year I went out for a bowling team at my school. And I thought that it wouldn’t be competitive, it was just all fun and games. I was 100% wrong, I never realized how competitive bowling actually was. Like I would feel second hand embarrassment watching myself bowl, and seeing it always roll into the gutter. Getting my hopes up, just to see it not hit a single pin. My coach, who was also my softball coach, didn’t give up on me like in softball season. I eventually got it, I’m not the best but I can say that I hit a few strikes here and there. It’s because I kept trying and trying, and I learned how to laugh at my mistakes. That's something I think we all need to learn how to do.
Overall, what you can get out of this, the part of my life I shared I’m sure can be relatable to some. Probably not with these exact elements (my bat, running shoes, and bowling ball.) I think people can relate to this on some level, and just think of the objects as a metaphor of some sort. It’s funny how each sport has taught me something new, but they all pretty much teach the same thing. How to have perseverance, stamina, problem solving, and laugh at your mistakes and learn on the way. I definitely recommend doing sports to just get out there and learn from your mistakes, it definitely taught me a few things.
