Wednesday, May 13, 2020

Personal Narrative Homegrown Talent - 1134 Words

Hilarion Bongmoyong Kathy Kvinge Christopher English 1101-20730 24 September 2017 Homegrown Talent Growing up as a little kid, my father was searching for the talents and potentials I have, things that I would like doing and excel in life the most. One day at the middle of the night, I jumped out from bed because I had a dream about a tennis ball that was played by someone, and it was just heading towards my face to hit me, and I woke up having a passion for sports, and when I told my dad, he took me to a public library and showed me the section that had books of every sport I can imagine exists in the world. One Saturday morning I woke up and although my room was full of different sporting gear and equipments such as tennis racket,†¦show more content†¦This was a strategy that I was using in practicing to better my on serve in the tennis court because the higher one tosses the ball in the air, the better the serve will be. The next thing my dad came up with was a tennis diet for me. Most athletes have several other restricted diets that they abide by, a nd they correlate with their body mechanism during exercise. My father came up with a breakfast, lunch and dinner diet for me. I ate lots of protein, mixed vegetable, some starchy food and little carbohydrates. My dad made sure I maintained a balanced diet and he made me drank a lot of green tea to digest the food easily and for more energy. My dad made it clear to me that tennis was a mental, physical, psychological and skilled based sport. For one to be a better tennis player, one must train. My father then signed a contract to construct a tennis court at the backyard of our compound. This construction was going to take a month to complete which made me start preparing myself mentally for it and getting a better ball control. In the meantime, my dad decided to take me to a tennis training camp for me to gain the knowledge and skills that tennis has to offer to me. I threw on my tennis top gear, and scrambled down the stairs as fast as I could to get ready and get there fast becaus e I could not wait to have such an

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