The Story of an Athlete

Tanzkie By Tanzkie, 15th May 2015 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/3jt0pq8m/
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I thought of myself as a good player and I thank God for giving me a precious and supportive family.

The Story of an Athlete

I was a problem kid and I am not ashamed of it yet not proud. I just want to tell the truth with the feeling that it is better to say because I see many young people today who now act the way I acted before. I would like to share my life story to tell them that mistakes can be avoided. Take heart in doing good especially to your own family and make them proud of you.
I was always branded as fatherless. My father left us when I was three years old, so I don't remember anything about him at all. But the thought of having been deserted by someone who should be guiding a son makes me feel dejected. But that feeling didn't last because someone filled the emptiness inside of me. Someone who acted as my father and she was actually my mother. Though I hardly knew my father, it is only through pictures and stories told by my mother. I learned something about him later on in my teenage life.
I have spent most of my life in the neighborhood streets. I had a rotten start and it took me a long time to get my significance in life.
When I was ten years old, I quit school and learned to play basketball. Sports came easy for me because there are many kids around who are engaged in this kind of game. However, I worked harder to be good at it and be a professional player someday.
My mother wanted me to go back to school and get some education. My older brother finished two years of college and is now working in a factory. Both him and mother are trying to make a living for all of us. They worked almost twenty four hours to save money for my tuition fee. But school isn't just part of my plans. All I want is a basketball career.
My Brother never lost patience over me no matter what I did. He encouraged me to go back to school and I listen to him. My mother kept me in our own house and took care of all my needs. Though I miss the neighboring streets, there is so much I need to catch up this time. And home is the place where I can get all the support. When I would have trouble with my studies, or my sport, my brother would help me even though he had so much to do. On the other hand, my mother taught me not just academic matters, but she also showed me the difference between right and wrong.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
16th May 2015 (#)

You are indeed to blessed to be surrounded with much love despite your father deserting you, it is time to repay the trust - it should become a habit - siva

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