Personal Narrative: My Transition To High School
High school is one of the biggest transitions in a person's early life. You go from being at the top in your school to the bottom. For me, it was very hard to adjust to this change. On my first day of high school, I walked into first period so nervous I thought I was going to get sick. This is much like what happened during my transition into middle school. On the first day at Mazzuchelli, right before the first class began, I threw up all over the floor of the classroom. I’m not a big fan of change. To make matters worse, the first week of high school was outrageously hot. The combination of the heat and my nerves made me sweat uncontrollably. At the time, I felt very self conscious of sweating during class. As bad as these first few days
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We were winning games by large margins and growing some strong team chemistry. Every game was just important as the other for us. This wasn’t completely true when it came time for our doubleheader away game at Cascade. Everyone on the team really wanted a sweep against them, as we didn’t really like the opposing team. Not only did we have a bit of a rivalry, but we wanted to remain undefeated. I was very tired riding down to the game, as it was early on a Saturday morning. Still, I was pumped to get out on the field. During warm ups, everyone was a little over-confident that we were the better team. We watched the other team warm up and named all their flaws. One my teammates said, “Look at their pitcher. He hardly throws the ball forty miles an hour. This is going to be easy.” At this field there was a big black wall over left field. Another player on my team said, “I’m gonna hit top black wall by the looks of this pitcher.” My teammates weren’t wrong to think that they could hit the ball well on this guy. As the first game began, we picked up six runs in the first inning. This was topped off by us having our best pitcher on the mound, Caleb Blair. Blair threw a shutout, giving up zero runs all game. Our offense was clicking the the whole time, and we won ten to zero when it was final. Everyone on the team was expecting the same result in the next game. We were confident that we could easily get the upper hand, as we had another one of aces on the mound. This changed quickly though, as Cascade came out with a new sense of
We were winning games by large margins and growing some strong team chemistry. Every game was just important as the other for us. This wasn’t completely true when it came time for our doubleheader away game at Cascade. Everyone on the team really wanted a sweep against them, as we didn’t really like the opposing team. Not only did we have a bit of a rivalry, but we wanted to remain undefeated. I was very tired riding down to the game, as it was early on a Saturday morning. Still, I was pumped to get out on the field. During warm ups, everyone was a little over-confident that we were the better team. We watched the other team warm up and named all their flaws. One my teammates said, “Look at their pitcher. He hardly throws the ball forty miles an hour. This is going to be easy.” At this field there was a big black wall over left field. Another player on my team said, “I’m gonna hit top black wall by the looks of this pitcher.” My teammates weren’t wrong to think that they could hit the ball well on this guy. As the first game began, we picked up six runs in the first inning. This was topped off by us having our best pitcher on the mound, Caleb Blair. Blair threw a shutout, giving up zero runs all game. Our offense was clicking the the whole time, and we won ten to zero when it was final. Everyone on the team was expecting the same result in the next game. We were confident that we could easily get the upper hand, as we had another one of aces on the mound. This changed quickly though, as Cascade came out with a new sense of