Roy Akarakian April
25, 2004
7L, LeRette
First Draft
Of course life brings experiences and joys, but only the
best ones would be remembered. Events in
life now may seem insignificant, like minuscule grains from a desert, but soon
enough we will learn to find the true meaning of them. However, only by retelling and reliving the
past, will life become a symbol of remembrance.
One of the many adventures in life, that I
remember, is of my first class at soccer practice in the summer going to the
second grade. It was to take place in
the large fields at Westchester Park. My
mother had signed me up weeks before, and was just as enthusiastic about the
event as I was. She believed it would be
great exercise for a young, still growing boy of my age, and would provide much
excitement.
I can still picture those wonderful moments… just as I
arrived, with no words said, I jetted off to the coach and all of the eight or
nine boys standing around. We began with
the typical stretches, pulls and pushes, and of course the dreaded running, of
over a quarter mile. The games had
begun, our coach assigned teams amongst the students, set goal borders and
commenced with lessons. He carefully
observed our playing styles, and commented to each one of us on how to
improve. During our match the coach
joined in, adding much more to our sensational feelings.
The
whole act was lively and stirring as the two teams competed. Us, children, worked and played vigorously as
if we were in the final match of the World Cup.
Though we made mistakes, it did not stop us from improving or learning.
Leaving
that day was one of the hardest moments for me in this young life, yet it
sparked the beginning of a new emotion.
This, was the feeling of inspiration, and the true beginning for
soccer. I have learned even more about
life, by remembering, and “reliving” the memories.
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