Here is a narrative I wrote fro school in September (this is only the draft, so it is not the same as the real one. And some of the words might be missed spelled.):
“Shoot!” We had to win! No offence to my team or anything, but I thought our chances of winning were 2 out of 10! In my mind my soccer team and I were absolutely terrible! There was no way we were going to win the U10 soccer tournament. Even 3rd place would be nice! This 2007 soccer year was not going good at all. So how could I expect this to be good? We had no chance. But something happened that proved me wrong.
This was our first tournament we were competing in, and we were losing badly. It was a bad start of a 3 game tournament. We were being crushed! I couldn’t stand it any longer when the referee blew his ear-piercing whistle. Game over. We lost our first game of torture.
A couple hours later we were starting our 2nd game. I was hoping we would be able to do a lot better this time. It turned out to be tons better. We were winning! Now hope sprung through me. Victory! Only one game left and we could steal 2nd place! But we would have to wait. Our next game was tomorrow. How could I wait? But it would be nice to get out of my stinky blue shirt and red pants.
The next day finally came! I could hardly wait to find the outcome of our next game. “Be aggressive, be-e aggressive,” the whole team shouted as we had our hands in the middle of a circle and throw them in the air, “Storm!” We ran out on to the field, proud to be part of CV U10 Lanco team, and to have a name that meant destruction, (Storm.) My heart pounded, sweat slid down my checks, butterflies flew in my stomach. Everything went so fast. By the end of the first half it was tie 0 to 0.
We somehow managed to get a goal and win! At the end we all moved so the next team could play. Our coach said,” I have great news, girls! Your hard work paid off! You got second place!”We went over to a table and told them that we won and all the details. We got trophies and pictures taken by my dad.
I’d say this was my best soccer experience ever. We actually turned out to be a pretty good team. I owe a big apology to my team for not believing in them. I had the best team ever!