Jessy Cardenas Ms. Lehmann English 2-2A 4 October 2019 Hit It was a beautiful night; it was six in the afternoon, and the sky was painted in colors of blue, red, orange, and pink.I was warming up for the football game that was about to ensue. It was Shoshone’s homecoming, so the bleachers where full of people in red. I was on the half of the field closest to the road, throwing balls and handing them off. I was in the zone, as if I was a machine ready to do what had to be done in order for us to get our first win of the season. Behind me, the refs yelled out “CAPTIANS!” The captains were me, Zander, and Jeremy. We ran over to the sideline, put our helmets by our feet, and marched over to the middle of the field as if we were all on a mission. We shook hands with all ofthe player with no one showing an ounce of emotions,as if to say,“We’re ready to win”. The coin wastossed into the air, and it seemed as if it was the slowest falling coin ever. It hit the floor.We won. The ref asked, “Would you like to kick or receive?" Jeremy replied “Receive.” The ref told us to turn and shake hands one more time. I ran over to the sideline jumping, around with pure excitement about the game that was about to ensue. I was shaking with excitement, as if a wild animal was about to be let out. As soon as the anthem ended, I let out a excited scream to get the team fired up. I jumped around again. My coach yelled out, “KICK OFF RETURN!” I clipped on my helmet and ran out to the field. I was told what play we were going to run before the game started, so when I stepped out, I knew exactly what I needed to do. I sent Zeke into motion with a signal of my hand he got close and I clapped to tell my line to snap the ball. I caught the snap; I faked the hand off to Zeke, and I follow behind Zander, my lead blocker. Before I knew it,a senior was right in my face, ready to catch me. I lowered my shoulder to take the tackle better, but he was bigger and stronger than I was. Before I knew it, a second senior was behind me. This time it was thier center, a 290-pound senior was now about to slam me to the ground. I felt the motion of me going down, so I braced for impact. I hit the floor with a smack. I had hit my head on the floor hard, so all I remember was a bunch of white dots everywhere, as if I was lookingat the night sky. I was dazed and confused, but all I knew was that my collar bone hurt. I lay on the ground for a second, trying to regain my consciousness. I got up and run to the sideline, telling the coaches to put someone in for me. The coach yelled out, “ Keagin.” I walked to the sideline and got met by a group of my teammates asking me what was wrong. I said,“It’s my collar bone.” the coaches came the see what was hurting. My eyes tearedup; the pain was unimaginable. The coaches started to take off my jersey,and it was the worst 5 minutes of my life. The rest of the night, I was being harassed by my team, coaches and doctors. It was so hard to hear what was wrong. The hardest part was knowing that I wouldn’t be able to finish the season with my team. We had grown this bound together over the last month were I just felt like I let them down. I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to play a big part in the team anymore. Luckily for me my team had my back with all the messages they sent me telling me to get well. They all made me know that they all supported me and that they had my back. At the end of the day I do wish I didn’t break my collar bone, but I learned that I had a family that supported me.
Personal Narrative Reflection Please answer all questions in complete, grammatically correct sentences.
Explain the process you went through to write this paper. Please be specific.
The process I went through was I had to brain storm, write where I was going to write my imagery and dialogue. Then I to write the story. After that I had to turn it in to the teacher to correct it and after that I had to correct it myself from all my errors and then turn it in once again.
2. What qualifies this paper as a narrative? What are the requirements for this genre and how did you meet them? This paper qualifies as a narrative because I use dialogue, imagery, and show don't tell.
3. What is one part of your story that you think turned out really well? What do you like about that part? I think that the beginning of my story was the best because I had all the room to work with so I really tried to put the reader into the story. For the rest of my story it was less of that because I was trying to fit it all into a short space so I had to tell my story in shorter space.