First Essay

Derek Palmer

Pr 3
9/25/09

          When I was a little kid all my dad wanted me to do was play baseball. Since I was about six years old I played little league till I was fourteen. Three times a week I would put on my uniform and play six of the longest innings of my young life. I didn't think the games would ever stop coming every week. Sure I had a few months off at a time and I thought it was over but then I was all of the sudden signed up for winter ball. I had no idea how much longer I could do it for. I hated it so much but it made my dad happy.

                When I became a freshman all my friends changed. It seemed like everyone was skateboarding. I tried it but I never really fell in love with it. It's not that I was bad it just wasn't that entertaining to me. There was no thrill doing it.

                I remember watching TV one afternoon and the Xgames came on. The part that they were showing on TV was the BMX part. I immediately fell in love with it. In that same year is when I saved up enough money to buy my first real bike. That was the easy part of it. The hard part was telling my dad I didn't want to play baseball anymore. That was what he always wanted me to and I didn't want to stop playing because that made home happy. I did what I had to do. I told him I didn't want to play anymore. At first he didn't think I was serious until it was time for my game and I told him I wasn't going. He didn't accept the fact that I wanted to ride bikes.

              After about a year my dad finally started to take an interest in me riding. He liked the idea of me riding bikes because he realized how happy it made me and it was keeping me out of trouble. My dad even started coming to the contests I entered and supported me.  My junior year he bought me a video camera because he noticed I was getting pretty good at riding.   My dad thought it would be a good idea to start making web videos so people can see what I have to offer....