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Today started out well, I got an A on my math test, and the pictures I developed in photography class came out awesome! The we had a meeting on college applications, and thankfully my GPA has not suffered to badly from the horribleness that was AP Physics B. We had an end of season meeting for hockey, and we voted for captains, mpv ect. Everything was going well.
The we each had a private meeting with the coaches, so they could "tell us what we need to improve on". About five people went before me, and they came back and said the coaches had a lot of negative things to say, but some positive ones too. That was until it was my turn. I was told that not only can I not handle the puck, I can not pass or shoot and am I the slowest player on the team( which I am not, he got this by timing us in a drill in which we skate the length of the ice six times, I have exercise induced asthma, it was an achievement that I even finished, and I can skate faster than many of the girls who get to play in every game). I was also told that they would like to let the whole team play, but they had to win games, because apparently letting me play means loosing the game. This is after I have been told by pretty much everybody on the team that I should be playing, even girls that I am not really friends with. In the end, I told them that I was not playing next year, and then burst into tears. I hope they felt bad.
Everybody was really nice and encouraging about it, because, of course, I had to go back into a room full of my teammates with tears streaming down my face. I really don't like sharing feelings like that with people, and I especially hate crying in front of others, but they were very nice and cheered me up.
In the end, I went to dance class, and that made me feel so much better. If this horrible experience has done anything, it has proved that I am definitely making the right decision by quitting hockey for dance.
The we each had a private meeting with the coaches, so they could "tell us what we need to improve on". About five people went before me, and they came back and said the coaches had a lot of negative things to say, but some positive ones too. That was until it was my turn. I was told that not only can I not handle the puck, I can not pass or shoot and am I the slowest player on the team( which I am not, he got this by timing us in a drill in which we skate the length of the ice six times, I have exercise induced asthma, it was an achievement that I even finished, and I can skate faster than many of the girls who get to play in every game). I was also told that they would like to let the whole team play, but they had to win games, because apparently letting me play means loosing the game. This is after I have been told by pretty much everybody on the team that I should be playing, even girls that I am not really friends with. In the end, I told them that I was not playing next year, and then burst into tears. I hope they felt bad.
Everybody was really nice and encouraging about it, because, of course, I had to go back into a room full of my teammates with tears streaming down my face. I really don't like sharing feelings like that with people, and I especially hate crying in front of others, but they were very nice and cheered me up.
In the end, I went to dance class, and that made me feel so much better. If this horrible experience has done anything, it has proved that I am definitely making the right decision by quitting hockey for dance.