Personal Essay: The Possession Of Softball

Even though there are numerous possession that people give advice to, this one is my most specialist one. This one is very special, because it was with a little relative. She was having trouble with sports, so one day as the family was outside, we decided to help her. First sport she wanted to try was softball. As everyone sat outside, trying to tell her everything that she needed to know. We told her that she had to keep her eye on the ball, and put more power in her swing. At first, we let her use the tee. Then we keep on going up the line, it went from the tee, to under hand, and then pitching machine. Subsequently going through all of that, she decided to go back to the under hand. So it was getting better, but after a while, she didn’t know if she wanted to still play softball. Next, after deciding softball wasn’t for her, we played a little bit of basketball. So having such great older counterpart, we helped her with her shooting, and her shooting. She wanted to shoot with both hands, rather than one like you are supposed to. It wasn’t much improvement, but an inappreciable amount of improvement. Consequently a while, without help, our inconsiderable lady, started dribbling all by herself. So all is well, guesstimate who was abominable at this too. Yes, you presupposition it, it was her.
But we told her that she should just follow her heart. It don’t matter if you are congenial at something or inadequate at this. She finally decided, that she would try both for a year, and if she was not any satisfactory at anything, then she would just try to do congenial in school and get awards like that for her trophy case. So after all that, she was going to try both, and said that we all helped her, and it don’t matter, if she is the unfavorable on the team, or incomparable to the other’s, as long as she was having fun. As long as she was happy, the ancestor was