The Fight
To play lacrosse for a middle school team was a true passion when I was inelementary school. In my mind, lacrosse was the center of everything. It was my fun,and it was always on my mind. To play on a middle school lacrosse team, however, I hadto be in middle school. This rule made me furious when I was in fifth grade: my last yearin elementary school. Then I started sixth grade, and things were a little bit different. Finally old enough to play sports on a middle school team, I prayed every nightthat I would make the lacrosse team. Every day after school I would play lacrosse in asmall grassy field not far from my house with my best friends: Tom, Jeff, Matt, Kevin,and Josh. We would practice from the time that we got home from school, until ourparents made us come inside for dinner. Each time we played we had more fun than thetime before, and simultaneously became rather good at lacrosse. Making the team was agoal deeply embedded in my heart. However, subconsciously I felt that I would make the Before I knew it, the first Monday of spring arrived: lacrosse tryouts. More thanready to tryout, everyone anxiously waited outside the gym after school. After a few
By the time I arrived at my house, I was in a fit of tears; there was nothing that Iknew to do that would enable me to play lacrosse. Knowing that all my friends would get to play lacrosse after schoolwhile I just went home, made me want to cry, but it seemed as if there was nothing that Icould do. She looked as if she were thinking deeply for asecond, and then she told me to come with her to her office. As I was walking nervouslytowards him, I could tell that there was something wrong by the look on his face. Hilton suggested that I start a petition against the sexism thatprohibited me from playing lacrosse. I just couldn't understand why girls couldn't playlacrosse on a boys' team, since there wasn't any other option. Why don't you tryout for cheerleading, or softball? This is boys' lacrosse, sorry no girls," the coach said tome, as I awkwardly sunk deeper and deeper into the plastic chair placed oddly in themiddle of the room. - then the school would be obligatedto organize a girls' lacrosse team. "What'sbothering you, Lindsay?," she asked sensitively. Stumbling around school on Tuesday I tried to forget what had happened. But, through the constant pauses and scrambled sentences, shemanaged to understand my dilemma. Afterapologizing for the lack of a girls alternative to boys' lacrosse, he told me that there wasnothing that he could do to change the situation. "In my office Reynolds!," he bellowed loudly at me.
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