The year was 2010 and we were at the Dizzy Dean World Series. It was the bottom of the sixth inning, we were down by one and I was up to bat. My Dad, who has coached myself and my sister since we were old enough to hold a bat called me over and pretended to tie my shoe because we had no time outs left. I was instructed to hit toward 3rd base. I walked back and got into batting position. I remember being nervous and excited to know that I could make the difference whether we came back the next day to play. If I did not hit, it was game over. I had two strikes against me and feeling slightly defeated, but I looked over at my Dad and I could see the encouragement and hope in his eyes. The third pitch was like magic as I hit a triple hitting the ball right over 3rd as I was instructed to do and brought the winning run in. That moment will always be a reminder to remain confident even when the score is down. Softball has taught me to be strong of mind and persevere and to work as a team to accomplish great feats. I have learned to be an encourager, a leader, and a sister to my teammates. I hope to bring these assets to a college team and find a school to help me grow academically, athletically, and be my home away from home.