I was still afraid of making mistakes and getting blamed by screaming coaches and angry teammates. During my sophomore season, my position at backup guard led me to play in the varsity games on many occasions. Most of the time the mistakes were not significant; they rarely changed the outcome of a play.Yet I received a thorough verbal lashing at practice for the mistakes I had made.I didn't want to be the one at fault if I dropped the ball and the play didn't succeed.
It grows upon one, it gives before demanding and it soothes and relieves tension and loneliness. It is not possible to travel as much as one would like to and reading can fill in the gap created by the lack of travel. Thus a widely-read man is a better conversationalist and is able to see the other point of view.
The only kind of reading which neither stimulates thought nor provides knowledge is one which is approached negatively, with the simple motive of escape and of "killing" time.
Finally, I was able to join my friends going around the neighbourhood on my bike.
Another fond memory is the end-of-year concert held at the kindergarten.
To begin with, I felt very sad having to leave my mother and go off each morning to be amongst strangers.
I cried and wanted my mother around, much to my teacher's displeasure.Reading has at all times and in all ages been a source of knowledge, of happiness, of pleasure and even moral courage.In today's world with so much more to know and to learn and also the need for a conscious effort to conquer the divisive forces, the importance of reading has increased.All the while, I went to practice and everyday, I went home physically and mentally exhausted.Yet my apprehension prevailed as I continued to fear getting put in the game in case another player was injured.In the nineteenth century Victorian households used to get together for an hour or so in the evenings and listen to books being read aloud.But today we not only read, we also want to read more and more and catch up There is then the serious reading undertaken for research and for satisfying one's longing for knowledge.As the days went by, however, I made friends easily in class and found company.I became happy again and actually looked forward to leaving the house each morning.That aspect of my character led the first years of my high school life.I refrained from asking questions in class, afraid they might be considered too stupid or dumb by my classmates.