There is a known saying "what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger." My name is Deng and basketball is what I breathe, but there was a time where I had to stop breathing my natural born sport.
My sophomore year I played varsity basketball for the first time for Wakefield High School. I was a major role player for the team at the time but not a critical threat to opposing teams. I had a very great season, getting the first dunk in our new gym and exciting the crowd with my athletic abilities. But all that came to an end early for my sophomore year. I encountered a fractured scaphoid in my right wrist ending my season and not giving me the chance to play the post season. This was one of the most difficult times for me because basketball is everything to me and not being able to play for two months felt like a big piece of me was missing. This injury was unfortunate, but it taught me something. It taught me that basketball wouldn't last forever. It taught me to play every game like it was my last. At the end of the day, everything happens for a reason. I'm a better player than I was my sophomore year, and being out for two months led me to study the game and find out new knowledge about the game of basketball that I never knew before.
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