Personal Narrative Essay: Why Did I Start Playing Basketball?
Just Like Yusuke
Mahiro Fukushima PD4-5
“Do you want to play basketball?” That was a question that changed me. Since that day, I’ve been playing ball for 5 years. I sometimes wonder, “What would I be doing right now if I didn’t start playing this sport?” I remember the first day I met someone that played basketball, and was interested. I was in second grade, in Japan. I didn’t play any sports. I wasn’t athletic or tall. I had been thinking about playing a sport, but the decisions were between soccer and baseball. Then, one day my classmate, Yusuke Kudo, came up to me and said something shocking. “Do you want to play basketball?” he said. Basketball wasn’t a popular sport in Japan. I knew what “basketball” was but I didn’t know if I was interested in it. “I don’t know... I’ll think about it.” I replied. The next day, I went up to Yusuke and said, "I think I'll give it a shot." After school, Yusuke and I went to his team's' practice. When I got there, I was startled at what I saw. …show more content…
Am I ready for this? I asked myself. I just started playing basketball and the only thing I knew was how to dribble. The game started. My teammate tipped the ball to Yusuke. He dribbled once and went into his shooting form. Yusuke held up the ball in front of his face and released. The ball made a perfect arc and went into the basket without touching the rim. Swish! “Nice shot!” the coach yelled. The next possession, Yusuke stole the ball and passed me the ball. “Shoot!” he screamed. So, I shot. The ball went under the basket and bounced. “Dang it.” I said under my breath. “Nice try!” Yusuke and coach said. The game went on. Red would score, then, white would score, and so forth and so on. The score at the half was 15-14. It was tiring. My body was yelling at me, “Stop moving!” But it was also thrilling. It felt good when the ball was in my hands, when I dribbled, when I shot. I wondered how it would feel like if I actually made the
Mahiro Fukushima PD4-5
“Do you want to play basketball?” That was a question that changed me. Since that day, I’ve been playing ball for 5 years. I sometimes wonder, “What would I be doing right now if I didn’t start playing this sport?” I remember the first day I met someone that played basketball, and was interested. I was in second grade, in Japan. I didn’t play any sports. I wasn’t athletic or tall. I had been thinking about playing a sport, but the decisions were between soccer and baseball. Then, one day my classmate, Yusuke Kudo, came up to me and said something shocking. “Do you want to play basketball?” he said. Basketball wasn’t a popular sport in Japan. I knew what “basketball” was but I didn’t know if I was interested in it. “I don’t know... I’ll think about it.” I replied. The next day, I went up to Yusuke and said, "I think I'll give it a shot." After school, Yusuke and I went to his team's' practice. When I got there, I was startled at what I saw. …show more content…
Am I ready for this? I asked myself. I just started playing basketball and the only thing I knew was how to dribble. The game started. My teammate tipped the ball to Yusuke. He dribbled once and went into his shooting form. Yusuke held up the ball in front of his face and released. The ball made a perfect arc and went into the basket without touching the rim. Swish! “Nice shot!” the coach yelled. The next possession, Yusuke stole the ball and passed me the ball. “Shoot!” he screamed. So, I shot. The ball went under the basket and bounced. “Dang it.” I said under my breath. “Nice try!” Yusuke and coach said. The game went on. Red would score, then, white would score, and so forth and so on. The score at the half was 15-14. It was tiring. My body was yelling at me, “Stop moving!” But it was also thrilling. It felt good when the ball was in my hands, when I dribbled, when I shot. I wondered how it would feel like if I actually made the