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The Importance Of Quitting In A School Volleyball Team
Something that matters most to me is making sure that i never quit. I refuse to give up on something that i have worked so hard for. Never quitting and never giving up on something that you have worked so hard for, something that you have dreamt about for so long, is what matters to me. To me, quitting would indicates a fail. You only a fail because you quit. Recently, I tried out for my school volleyball team, having tried out two prior times and not making either available teams, I was hesitant and rather reluctant to continue with my proposed volleyball career. After several months of second guessing and convincing myself to continue and give it my all, I worked harder than ever before. I read books, watched countless numbers of volleyball videos, rather it had …show more content…
I hope you understand, and I hope to see you in the halls.” I asked no questions, I just smiled as big and as proud as I could and said, “Thank you so much.” I finally got home and immediately just started crying. I could have beat myself up even more and told myself that i was no good. I could have stopped right then and there and never looked back. However, I thought, that if I did this they would have gotten the best of me. I would not be who I am if I let someone else tell me that I am not good enough to be apart of their team sport. Already I was pondering what my next steps were. I was going to continue to work harder, stay conditioned and find competitive volleyball teams. I needed to continue to push myself. Mentality I was stronger than ever before. Will continue to support the volleyball program at my school, as I continue to craft my skill in volleyball, Track and Field. Going through this for a gave me notice god has something bigger and better in store for me.must be a sign that it is not my time to shine through

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