lessons beyond the court

By Rhenzo Gonzales

Basketball means a lot to me because my dad was the only one who taught me how to play and he has already passed away. When I was younger he spent a lot of time with me showing me how to dribble, shoot and really understand the game.

After he passed me and my brother kept practicing the thing he taught we would go outside and try to repeat the moves he showed us helping each other get better. There's this moment I always think about. My dad watched us practice and put effort into what we're doing.He taught me the moves and helped me practice, and made sure I knew the basics really well. I didn't really get out at that time. Now I understand what he meant. 

When I was in elementary school I joined the basketball team at my elementary school. I was nervous at first because most of the kids knew each other but I still wanted to try. As we practiced I slowly started improving and feeling more comfortable.My friend helped me feel comfortable and we encouraged each other and practiced together which made it easier to join the team and learn the game. Being on that team made me feel proud, like I finally belonged somewhere. It was one of the first times I realized how much basketball meant to me.

Even though my father passed away my mom has worked hard and takes care of my brother and me. She makes sure we have what we need, supports us in anything we do and encourages us to keep going no matter what. 

“Seeing her sacrifice every day makes me want to do my best, that’s why I study hard in school. When I grow up, I can give my mom everything she needs and make her proud. Basketball is something my dad taught me, and even though he’s not here, my mom helps us continue practicing the things he showed us. Watching her care for us and support our dreams reminds me how strong she is, and how lucky we are to have her.”