Overcoming Adversity: Basketball Edition
He John, is there any homework in Mr. Anderson’s class?
No, but there is an essay we have to do tomorrow. It’s going to count as a major grade for the semester.
Man, I don’t understand! Didn’t we have an essay not long ago?
Yes, but that was for the story a couple weeks ago. Who knows what Mr. Anderson is going to make us do tomorrow?
True, I hope it isn’t difficult. Essays are not my strong suit.
I’m sure it won’t be Kevin, I wouldn’t be too hard on yourself.
Alright John, thanks. I have a ton of homework to do and there is not much daylight left so I’ll see you tomorrow.
Okay Kevin I’ll leave you some privacy. Make sure you do all of it, we want you to stay on the team for good. You are a big piece of the puzzle and our schedule is going to be rough.
I got you man, I understand. I’ll try my best and I’ll make sure that I’m on that court, no matter what happens.
Okay see you dude. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.
Alright John. See you tomorrow.
I began to do my Algebra homework once John left my dorm. This subject in particular was one of my strong suits. As my father did, I had an inclination towards mathematics. Although some of the concepts left me dazed and confused, I would ask questions. I understood a lot of what Mr. Hall had been teaching us and everything was under control. I took out my hefty textbook that he had given us prior to the start of the semester. It must have had a thousand pages in there at least. I started to leave my book in the dorm because of the tremendous amount of pain I had on my shoulders.