Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Free College Admissions Essays: Learning from Mistakes :: College Admissions Essays
Learning from Mistakes One day that I will probably never give is the day that I had to play Jonathan Walker. He was easily the high hat table tennis player in our school and he had even been offered to play on the National Junior team. I remember the match as if it was yesterday. It was the time of year when competition smelled thick in the air and everyone was excited about Inter-House Sports. I was particularly involved in Tennis and Chess but I was really excited about Table Tennis as I had been named Vice-Captain. It was a grueling school day that had ended with an arduous 120-minute Chemistry practical. The school bell that rang was like sweet music to my ears and the only thought that whisked through my estimate was that of going home and sleeping in my big, comfortable bed. Just then, I remembered that the Table Tennis contest between Team C and Team D which also incidentally the finals, was at 400 p.m. I sluggishly changed into the clothes that I had in my locker an d headed for the Games Room. I was very tired and hoped that I would lease an easy confrontation. However, this was not to be my lucky day. The captain of our team, Jason, was sick so I had to play the opposing captain, namely, Jonathan. Panic and doom were those thoughts that dominated my mind when I was told this. However, I was always an optimist and tried to convince myself that I could defeat him (Yeah right). We approached the table and shook hands. In the few initial minutes, we warmed up, just coolly rallying the ball around, but even then he was playing better tennis than I ever had. The coach then blew his whistle which reason the warm up and signaled the commencement of the match. At this point in time, I tried to swallow all the fear and anxiety that I had and to face my opponent valiantly and courageously. The match began and before I had fully realized, he had won the first game 21-05. He had won it with the utmost ease, returning even my best shots without any st ruggles or even remote difficulty. I tried not to feel discouraged, saying to myself that he still had two more games to win and that I would not give in without a fight.
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