My name is Caleb, I grew up in Richmond, Virginia, moved to three different states, and ended up in San Diego, California. When I was only five or six I started playing baseball with my dad, sometimes I would rage because I couldn’t hit the ball. Eventually I got really good. Six and a half seasons later if someone were batting I could tell where the ball was probably going to go. I’ve lived a very strange but yet good 13 years, it’s strange because I’ve had three dads and have been swapped around in about seven different schools. It’s also good because I get to meet new people where ever I go. I also experienced new things over the summer like going away to camps for weeks strait without my parents around.
My second dad is named Jason. The reason my mom, Jesse, left him was because he assaulted her. He was always really nice he was the one who trained me for baseball but behind closed doors, I could hear him getting into fights all the time with my mom. My third dad is named Mark; right now he is considered my step dad but I think of him as a dad because of how funny and nice he is, I care a lot about both of my dads no matter what.
I stopped playing sports at age 10. This was because I got whiplash in my neck from a car accident. Before my mom, Jesse, got custody of me, my dad Jason was smacking and starving me until my mom realized he was doing this, she was furious. Although my second dad has done bad things I still care for him a lot for the things he has done for me; he volunteered to be a coach for one of my baseball seasons which I thought was awesome.
The moment I moved to San Diego I was being fed way too much and became a blue berry. Currently, I’m working on it though. I want to start playing basketball for school. The school I’m in now is ranked 8th in all of California. I’m hoping I don’t move again or switch schools again. In this school I’m in after school sports programs. My last after school baseball program was the best. During my final game, it was two outs, bases loaded, and I was Right Field. The ball came to me and I dove and caught the ball. Happy, everyone came running towards me cheering. I told my parents and they said they saw it all. It was my last baseball game and it’s a good memory.
I have never gotten good grades. The last time I got good grades was in 1st grade. I’m in 8th grade now and I’m determined to get good grades and the only thing that stops me is myself. The results from last year are horrible compared to this year. When my mom Jesse talked to my teacher my teacher said I’m ahead in two or three subjects. My parents told me that if I get really good grades I will get a new iPad and Xbox for Christmas 2014. I am also determined to continue playing sports.
I will also continue to play baseball for as long as I live because of how it brings back memories.This year, I’ve made new friends, met new people in different states, and put the past in the past and continuously think about my future.