Prompt 1

I was 6 when I was introduced to my first basketball game. I was walking through the gymnasim holding my fathers hand. Chants and cheers were heard across the gym which made my heart drop. I wasn't use to it. I never understood basketball at a young age. All I knew was that my two older brothers played the sport. While walking to our seats we passed a group of girls with mini skirts and half tops. One girl decided to do a front flip right infront of us. I was fascinated. I never seen anything like that before. They all smiled from ear to ear and had make-up caked on to their faces. They repeatively chanted over "Go Panthers Go" each time the team scored.

I started to micmic the cheerleaders moves during the half time show. A girl named Ashely noticed and allowed me cheer with the team. I began to understand basketball a little bit better that day. I knew the differnce between a free throw shot, lap up and a three pointer. I could also tell who the point guard and center were. Thats when I realized my love for basketball. I was anxious to play. I couldn't wait to get back to my seat and let my father know. I was doing flips and cheers with the assistance of the cheerleaders and they also allowed me to have my own uniform.

Ever since my first basketball game I would also practice in the front yard by myself. From the moment I woke up until I went to bed I would practice drippling and shooting. As soon as I was old enough I joinded the Lady Panthers basketball team. I fell in love with the sport. I played as center and sometimes point guard. Nobody could remove me from the court. I loved the sport of basketball and watching Lisa Lesle in the WNBA gave me motivation to become a better  ball player.