Moll's Moments - Life of a Netballer

An  expectation  is a belief about what might happen in the future, like your expectation  to stay close with your best friends your whole life.  Expectations. Those we have about our self and those we have of others. Expectations may bring excitement, fear, anticipation, hope and more importantly the drive and determination to succeed in achieving what we want. Let’s take a few steps back to when I last posted. I was expecting to wake up from my anaesthetic slumber to hear perfectly like a puppy waiting for its master’s whistle telling him dinner is ready. (I know how they feel, as my ears certainly prick up at the sound of the call for dinner time.) However, picture the scene. I opened my eyes, ‘Molly, come on it’s time to wake up now sweetheart.’ I felt like I was underwater. I had not reckoned on this deep diving experience, mouthing to each other whilst gesturing the OK sign… I clearly wasn’t. Fast forward a few days later, back to see t...

“Tests of one’s patience or endurance…” Well… what a week. Driving test – passed! Supporting the induction of new students at school – passed! Continuing with my A Level progress – well, let’s hope these are a pass eventually! So, trials are there to test us. That’s obvious. But it’s how you handle them that counts. I think my life as a netballer once again has helped me to face the daily trials of life and all it throws my way. Ok, so I was a ‘second time achiever’ with passing my driving test, but I would have passed on the first if the examiner had not decided to throw caution to the wind and hit the brake for me when I had already stopped the car! (But hey, he failed me. This made me even more determined second time round…) Thank God it wasn’t the same guy! – He has since retired… let’s hope it is not because I scared him to death. Note to all you budding netballers, the moral is clear. Don’t give up if things go wrong the first time round. If you don’t get ...