What Playing Sports Teaches Us

What Playing Sports Teaches Us

7 things everybody can relate to.

Sports are more than just a game. They serve as valuable pieces for life lessons and skills to be learned. Benefits that come from sports are numerous and cannot be quantified. Many children across the globe grow up playing some sort of game. It does not matter how rich or poor they are. Everyone can gain something from competing.

1. Hard Work Pays Off

Perhaps this is the most important aspect of playing a sport. If you want to become better at something, work at it. The reality of what you put in, is what you get out is all true. This can be applied to any faucet of a person's life. Whether it be with work, relationships or personal hobbies.

2. Friendships Are Formed

The people you compete alongside while playing a sport, often times, go on to be your best friends. Bonds are formed that nobody else can understand because of all that you have been through together. So, even though you might not go on to be a professional, you will have built relationships that will last a lifetime.

3. You Learn Respect

Every sport has rules that must be followed and officials that enforce said rules. In every discipline there are consequences for breaking the rules. Sports teach us from a young age to respect the game or you will be penalized.

4. It Builds Character

Losing is never fun. But learning to lose with class most certainly is an essential skill if you are to succeed in life. You will not always win. You will not always get your way. Sports are the best way in which to learn this.

5. Teaches You The Importance Of Fun

Having fun is something everyone must do if they are to enjoy life. What better way to learn this, than by playing a game. Because as we all know, games are meant to be fun. If you aren't having fun, than what is the purpose of doing it?

6. It Keeps You Out Of Trouble

Growing up, you experiment with different things and people. You try finding yourself and your unique identity. The people you are around start to shape you as a person and the experiences begin to define you. Sports are a great place to be around positive influences and around people who share the same goal as you.

7. Leadership Skills Are Gained

No matter what career or occupation you hold, some semblance of leadership skills will be required. There is no better opportunity to work on becoming a leader than by playing sports. It teaches to lead by example, not just rhetoric.

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When You Give A Girl A Dad

You give her everything

They say that any male can be a father, but it takes a special person to be a dad. That dads are just the people that created the child, so to speak, but rather, dads raise their children to be the best they can be. Further, when you give a little girl a dad, you give her much more than a father; you give her the world in one man.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a rock.

Life is tough, and life is constantly changing directions and route. In a world that's never not moving, a girl needs something stable. She needs something that won't let her be alone; someone that's going to be there when life is going great, and someone who is going to be there for her when life is everything but ideal. Dads don't give up on this daughters, they never will.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a role model.

If we never had someone to look up to, we would never have someone to strive to be. When you give a little girl someone to look up to, you give her someone to be. We copy their mannerisms, we copy their habits, and we copy their work ethic. Little girls need someone to show them the world, so that they can create their own.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her the first boy she will ever love.

And I'm not really sure someone will ever be better than him either. He's the first guy to take your heart, and every person you love after him is just a comparison to his endless, unmatchable love. He shows you your worth, and he shows you what your should be treated like: a princess.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her someone to make proud.

After every softball game, soccer tournament, cheerleading competition, etc., you can find every little girl looking up to their dads for their approval. Later in life, they look to their dad with their grades, internships, and little accomplishments. Dads are the reason we try so hard to be the best we can be. Dads raised us to be the very best at whatever we chose to do, and they were there to support you through everything. They are the hardest critics, but they are always your biggest fans.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a credit card.

It's completely true. Dads are the reason we have the things we have, thank the Lord. He's the best to shop with too, since he usually remains outside the store the entire time till he is summoned in to forge the bill. All seriousness, they always give their little girls more than they give themselves, and that's something we love so much about you.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a shoulder to cry on.

When you fell down and cut yourself, your mom looked at you and told you to suck it up. But your dad, on the other hand, got down on the ground with you, and he let you cry. Then later on, when you made a mistake, or broke up with a boy, or just got sad, he was there to dry your tears and tell you everything was going to be okay, especially when you thought the world was crashing down. He will always be there to tell you everything is going to be okay, even when they don't know if everything is going to be okay. That's his job.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a lifelong best friend.

My dad was my first best friend, and he will be my last. He's stood by me when times got tough, he carried me when I just couldn't do it anymore, and he yelled at me when I deserved it; but the one thing he has never done was give up on me. He will always be the first person I tell good news to, and the last person I ever want to disappoint. He's everything I could ever want in a best friend and more.

Dads are something out of a fairytale. They are your prince charming, your knight in shinny amour, and your fairy godfather. Dads are the reasons we are the people we are today; something that a million "thank you"' will never be enough for.

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To The Professor Who Made Me Feel Worthless

You may have ruined my semester and a great deal of my confidence, but you did not destroy me.

Dear Professor,

I left your class today with that cotton ball-feeling in my throat and stinging in my eyes. I waited until I was outside the double doors leading from the stairwell when I let the tears begin to tumble down my flushed cheeks. I ran as fast as I could down those steps to make it outside in the sun and fresh air where I could finally breathe again. Now, as I sit and reflect on the pain, the hardest part is that this particular instance isn't the first time I've left your class feeling worthless and embarrassed.

As much as I wish I could walk into your office and let you know every ounce of despair I experienced over the semester, I know it won't get me anywhere. It was made very clear early on that I didn't matter to you so my words will only bounce off the white cinder block walls and land right back on my lap. I will sit there, staring down at my pleading emotions and know that the only person who feels any ounce of desire to fix this is me.

What hurts me the most is knowing that I'm not the first person who's been made to feel this way by you, and I also know that I won't be the last.

Your displays of favoritism are inked deep into your skin in black and white, whether you notice tattoos or not. The rest of us see the mural of your esteemed students while also knowing that our names will soon be forgotten from your mind and remain archived in your former class roster.

Although you choose to forget we exist, we have the scars of your words etched deep into our minds as a constant reminder that we aren't good enough. We've fought against you, yet we're the only ones bruised and with open wounds, begging for change. You remain to sit at the top of your pretty little castle with a practiced chuckle and nonchalant demeanor.

I know that there are other students who have felt the same way as I do, yet I still feel isolated and misunderstood.

It's as if each of us stands on a separate little island, close enough to make out every detail of each other's appearances, but far enough to not see the extent of the pain. The sand we stand on is made of the words you made us feel, some of mine being worthless, insecure, and abashed.

The attribute that may make me stand out from the rest is that although I've fallen down a peg or two on my confidence ladder, I know I will climb even higher when the pain subsides. When my apprehension turns tenacity, I will have grown stronger.

I will acknowledge the times when even though you made me feel completely futile, I still chose to get up in the morning and work that much harder. I became stronger in times you made me feel weak. If it wasn't for the confidence instilled within me by other professors, I'm not sure how I would have made it out of the semester alive.

I just hope that all other students you torment are as strong as I've had to become. I pray they can take your remarks at arms' length and separate their worth from your chosen words, something I didn't quite learn how to do.

You may have hurt me, but I will never be broken. In my life, you will go down as the worst instructor as I've ever had to encounter, but thankfully, I'm done with you forever. I hope at the end of the day, you can feel any sort of acceptance in yourself and maybe someday, when you realize the cruelty you project, you may become a better person.

Until then, goodbye and good riddance.

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