Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are?
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I ascended the grassy knoll, placed my launching pad on the ground, and fired the projectile with all my might. It landed well right of my target. As I walked back to the cart, I mumbled to myself, "What a great way to start a round of golf." I then walked back to the golf cart and watched my father take his turn to tee off.
I started playing golf in the middle of my eighth grade year. Since then, I continually challenged my father to a round of golf every week, but had never been able to defeat him.
Besides my wobbly tee shot on the first hole, I played better than normal, and at the end of the fourth hole, I had a one shot lead over my father. By the fourth hole, we caught up to the groups in front of us, so we were forced to wait. While waiting for my turn to tee off, I took a look at the scorecard which had drawings for every hole on the course. I then planned out how I would play the remaining holes in order to maintain my lead. For the next three holes, everything went according to plan, and I managed to increase my lead.
However, soon everything realigned to Murphy's Law. Just as soon as I thought nothing could go wrong that day, on the very next hole I ended up hitting my golf ball into a forest. After a quick cost-benefit analysis, I decided to hit the ball over the trees; it was a shot that I can confidently say I can pull off once out of every one thousand tries. Needless to say, I failed in my attempt and the ball ended up hitting a tree and returned to where it originally sat. I then decided to play it safe and tried hitting the top of the ball so that it would roll on the ground toward the fairway. However, the ball must have hit a rock because it suddenly hopped into the air, hit a tree, and bounced back towards me. Once I finally hit the ball out of the trees and into the hole, I lost my lead.
Similar events took place on the next hole, and by the end of nine holes, I was down by six strokes.
For the next nine holes, I decided to forget about all the success and failures I had on the previous nine holes. In essence, I hit a restart button. I focused only on what was ahead of me and ignored everything that had happened in the last two hours. By the end of the round of golf, I was surprised that I had actually beaten my father. I was so focused on my own game that I did not even realize when I had taken back the lead. Also, not only did I beat my father, I actually beat my previous best score by three strokes.
Needless to say, I was proud of myself for beating my father; however, I was also proud of myself for not giving up the game despite several years of failure.
any help would be appreciated, but I'd like more commentary on the content.
I ascended the grassy knoll, placed my launching pad on the ground, and fired the projectile with all my might. It landed well right of my target. As I walked back to the cart, I mumbled to myself, "What a great way to start a round of golf." I then walked back to the golf cart and watched my father take his turn to tee off.
I started playing golf in the middle of my eighth grade year. Since then, I continually challenged my father to a round of golf every week, but had never been able to defeat him.
Besides my wobbly tee shot on the first hole, I played better than normal, and at the end of the fourth hole, I had a one shot lead over my father. By the fourth hole, we caught up to the groups in front of us, so we were forced to wait. While waiting for my turn to tee off, I took a look at the scorecard which had drawings for every hole on the course. I then planned out how I would play the remaining holes in order to maintain my lead. For the next three holes, everything went according to plan, and I managed to increase my lead.
However, soon everything realigned to Murphy's Law. Just as soon as I thought nothing could go wrong that day, on the very next hole I ended up hitting my golf ball into a forest. After a quick cost-benefit analysis, I decided to hit the ball over the trees; it was a shot that I can confidently say I can pull off once out of every one thousand tries. Needless to say, I failed in my attempt and the ball ended up hitting a tree and returned to where it originally sat. I then decided to play it safe and tried hitting the top of the ball so that it would roll on the ground toward the fairway. However, the ball must have hit a rock because it suddenly hopped into the air, hit a tree, and bounced back towards me. Once I finally hit the ball out of the trees and into the hole, I lost my lead.
Similar events took place on the next hole, and by the end of nine holes, I was down by six strokes.
For the next nine holes, I decided to forget about all the success and failures I had on the previous nine holes. In essence, I hit a restart button. I focused only on what was ahead of me and ignored everything that had happened in the last two hours. By the end of the round of golf, I was surprised that I had actually beaten my father. I was so focused on my own game that I did not even realize when I had taken back the lead. Also, not only did I beat my father, I actually beat my previous best score by three strokes.
Needless to say, I was proud of myself for beating my father; however, I was also proud of myself for not giving up the game despite several years of failure.
