Part one of term paper
I was simply devastated. All I wanted since I was a little boy. I thought about giving up, ending it all. Maybe I was not cut out for it. My most precious dream had been shattered with two simple words, “you’re cut.” Of course, Mr. Seabright did not said it like that, coaches never do. I gazed at my glove with a blank stare whil ...

Part two of term paper
... pinnacle of my baseball career, the All-Star team. It was the summer of 1998, and I was in eighth grade. I had played baseball since I was a young boy, starting with T-ball and moving my way up. I was always a good player, able to keep up with all the other boys. Baseball was my life. That year, I was juggling three baseball teams, an intramural league, a travel team that everybody made, and I was trying out for the All-Star team for the first time. I did well for my intramural team, and my ...