A Loss of Motivation
In English Seven we read a poem called the "Ex Basketball Player" by John Updike. The main character's name was Flick Webb. The poem explains how Flick lost motivation. In high school Flick was an excellent basketball player, if not, the best. After high school Flick didn't continue his basketball skills, and he never had tried as hard on his academics as he did on basketball. Flick now works at Berth's Garage and has a dead end life. I think that Flick gave up because he didn't want to work at something that didn't come easily, such as academics. I enjoyed this poem because it makes you think, I will now tell of a time when I lost motivation.
In fourth grade I took gymnastics. I really like it, and had a lot of fun. The problem was that after a while my teacher didn't seem to teach us many new tricks. On top of that, they were ready to move to a new building. This building had a low ceiling, so I couldn't do the uneven bars. The uneven bars happened to be my favorite event, so I decided to quit.
At first I was content with my decision, because I liked the free time. Now I regret ever quitting. I am not as flexible as I once was. I can't do the splits which was my ultimate goal. I can still do some of the tricks. Form my decision I learned not to give up so easily.
LOSING MOTIVATION
Two weeks ago our seventh grade English teacher gave out class a poem to read called "Ex- Basketball Player" by John Updike. The poem was about a young man named Flick Webb who played basketball in high school and was very good. After Flick finished high school, he lost motivation and quit playing. Instead of using his talents to get a good career he ended up working at Berth's Garage. I think Flick quit playing because he did poorly in school sense he spend most of his time p laying basketball. At this point I would like to share my story of how I lost motivation and quit what I learned from my experience.
I was in the third grade and my friends convinced me to join Girl Scouts. I thought it was fun for a while, but then it got boring and I lost motivation. In a couple of months I started to dread going to the meetings so I talked with my mom about it. I told her I didn't think it was fun anymore because I lost interest in the things we talked about and did. There were some good things about it, like spending time with my friends and learning things about myself. However, I figured I could do those things at school. My mom had told me I could quit if I wanted to, so I did.
At first I thought it was good that I quit, and I was happy. Later though I started to regret it, because the only thing my friends would talk about is Girl Scouts so I felt left ouy. Then I realized I don't have to everything my friends do, so I decided to join softball. I learned it's O.K. if I'm different than my friends because that's why they like me. In the end most of my friends joined softball and quit Girl Scouts in the next few years.
