Sunday, January 24, 2010
Group 1
I am already sick of it and it is only the third day. I can’t lie, the extra attention from all of the pretty girls at school is nice but they only address me once. I feel like all I do is inconvenience other people. I slow everything down, force others to go out of their way to help me, and worst of all, I feel like I am really letting my teammates down. As much as I hate conditioning and some of the difficult drills in practice, I wish so much that I could be out there. I would run so hard if I could. I want to be tired, sweaty, and sore. I do not care anymore. I have had my time to be lazy but I feel like a total ass telling my friends to push themselves day after day when I see fatigue starting to get the best of them. They honestly have no idea what I would give to be out there with them. They are so lucky.
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I can really sense the disappointment the narrator is feeling in this excerpt. The longing to be playing makes me want to read on to see what happens.
ReplyDeleteI don't really have anything bad to say about this excerpt. There are some little grammar slips, but they don't take away from the context of the piece. I enjoyed the piece as a whole mainly because I could easily tell what the narrator was feeling. Good job!