Most people spend their high school years playing sports or joining clubs, ultimately trying to find their niche in the community. For me, sports are my niche. Looking back, it feels as if I have played every sport imaginable: lacrosse, soccer, swimming, basketball, gymnastics, I have done it all. Therefore, coming into high school I was expecting to play at least one, if not multiple. Freshman year, I was ecstatic for sports season to come around. I tried out for swimming in the winter and soccer in the spring. I was determined to make the most of my high school experience. After the season was over, I couldn’t wait until next year when I would be able to do it all over again. Unfortunately, this was shattered by the rules established by my club soccer team. After switching leagues, I was not longer permitted to play high school sports. I was devastated. I felt as if I was letting both the team and school down.
As a result, my memoir is a photograph of me playing high school soccer. It brings back the fondness and memories that I experienced in that single spring season. It brings back the happiness, but also the gloominess. For me, high school soccer was an opportunity to try new things and allow myself to break the barrier of my comfort zone. I was able to formulate friendships I otherwise would not have made on my own. The freedom I was given to express myself without worrying about the pressures of nationals or college recruitment was refreshing. Not only did I play a position completely opposite from that which I played in club, but I could play against different competition. On club, you play the same rotation of teams with the same players. There is almost no change. High school on the other hand brought new competition and a new environment for me to play in. A new challenge for me to take on. It is safe to say that I miss being able to play with my classmates and for my school, but I would not trade my freshman experience for anything.