Thursday, August 27, 2015

Words From The Heart - Final Draft

The definition of "speed" is to move quickly and to move with fast pace, synonyms for speed are: hurry, rush, dash, run, race, sprint, blot, and dart. My parents started calling me that when I was in Elementary, although they don't call me that now, the meaning of this nickname has a unique and  has special back story. At first, I was pretty embarrassed of the name, I used to think that it was corny because Speed is not an ordinary nickname like "boo" or "bud". Nor does it connect to some far past with my ancestors.  It's a simple name my parents called me during a t-ball game or track meet. 

Most people would laugh when I tell them that my parents used to call me speed, but for me it was more of an encouraging name that they used to call me. I don't usually tell people that my parents called me this because it sounded weird or unusual, because if you were to tell someone that your parents called you "speed" then they would most likely look at you like their crazy. They would only call me that when I had games or meets and surprisingly it actually helped. 

When I was younger I used to play t-ball and track, both including running. I wasn't all that good at t-ball because I was shorter than most other players which technically means I was slower, same goes for track. But as I got older I started to practice running. After awhile, I was still shorter than most of the players but I eventually got better and faster. Whenever my coaches or parents called me that I look back to when I wasn't as fast and reflect on the progress I have made. When I would be running and the ball was getting to the base faster than me or people were passing me on the track, I would listen for my parents shouting my nickname. It would bring me to a place of support and love, knowing that my parents were there to help me. It was as if they were right beside me the whole time.

One time after a t-ball game that we won, I saw one of my teammates parents talking to mine, sense I was little I didn't bother to have a conversation with adults so I just ignored it. Afterwards in the car my parents told me that one of the parents was telling them how fast I was and how I ran faster than others. Because of this my coaches started calling me speedster or speed cause of my running ability. My parents then ended up calling me that too. "My son is really fast when it comes to running, one of the fastest on the team." says my Mom. My mom and dad have always been my number one supporters, especially when it comes to sports and competitions. And when they called me speed it was unique to me because no one else in the family got a weird nickname like me. My siblings nicknames were either their middle names or something that related with their original name. But my nickname related to something that I love to do, which was sports. 

Speedster or speed is no longer my nickname nor do my parents still call me that because as I grew older it became a silly nickname, but it always had some weird special meaning to me. Whenever I look back to the times they used to call me this it brings me joy because it allows me to reflect to a time when I was little. It also reminds me when I would play t-ball and track and how much I used to enjoy it. I now love to run for fun or in competitions. Although I had a hard time with running before and hated it, it's now one of my favorite things to do. My parents always shouted "Speed Speed!" when I was running, so whenever I'm running from base to base or on a tack I listen for my parents voice of encouragement.













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