TUGASAN 1 KERJA KURSUS BMMB 1084 (1)

CHAPTER 1

My childhood may be classified as memorable for the most part. My parents were wonderful
parents who were highly interested in my life. Winning my first golf event has to be the most
unforgettable moment of my childhood. My father put forth a lot of time and effort. Countless
hours on the practice range and the golf course with me, as well as playing with me and
preparing me for the next level of competitiveness. I wouldn't have made it this far without his
unwavering support and dedication to helping me improve.No tournaments have been won. I
used to spend my vacations and after school at the golf course for many years. During school
holidays, my father would drop me off at the course early in the morning on his way to work,
then return in the evenings to fine-tune the things that had gone wrong during my playing that
day. I was a fierce competitor who always came up short in tournaments, but my father was
certain that if I worked hard enough, I could win. He used to say to me the more you practice it
can get better. It's impossible to say how many hours I practiced or how many golf balls we hit to
get that first win. For a time, my father was a scratch golfer. We used to play nearly every
weekend, and I was always unable to defeat him.

CHAPTER2

On the last hole, I made a terrible shot and messed up. This was 140 yards long and required a
tee shot that went over water the entire way. It was by far the best. The course's most difficult
hole, and always my adversary when the game was close. Going into the last hole, I beat my
father by one stroke. Needless to say, I hit my first ball in the water, as I usually do when the
pressure is on. With the game on the line, I tee up the following ball, knowing that I only have a
one-stroke lead and need to hole this shot. That day, I struck the finest shot, and I knew it was
near when I hit it. I stowed it away! My father couldn't believe the shot had gone in until we
arrived at the green and I removed the ball from the hole. I'd finally defeated my father in a
round of golf, and while I didn't realize it at the time, it was the incident that catapulted me to my
first golf tournament victory. Every event I've described has led to me being capable of winning
my first golf tournament.

CHAPTER 3
It's only been a few months since my victory over my father. I'm a sophomore in high school who
has created a reputation for myself as a golf team competitor but has yet to win a tournament. In
the district, we compete in three golf competitions, with the lowest team total and three lowest
individual totals qualifying for regionals. My team was in first place after two events, while I was
in fifth place individually. It's March. Before we begin, my father advised me to focus on hitting
the fairways and greens and par will win. It would be an understatement to say that day was
beautiful for me; for the first time in my life, I had complete control of the golf ball and my
emotions. On the front nine, I scored 36, which was one over par. On the back nine, the miracle
continues, and I shoot a 37. The round ended with a total of 73 points. As the tournament
organizers announce all of the participants' scores for the day, I realise the significance of the
round of golf I had just completed and that there was a chance I may win this tournament. The
score that came closest to mine was an 81, with an 8-shot difference. I'd just won my first
tournament and placed first in my district.

CHAPTER4
All of my hard work, sweat, and tears had paid off, not only for me but also for my father. I put in
a lot of effort throughout my childhood and adolescence to become the best golfer I could be. It
took years of commitment and practice, as well as numerous competition defeats, for me to
finally win my first tournament. It had all been worthwhile. My greatest childhood memories are
of spending time with my father on the golf course, either practicing or playing around. I don't
think I could have ever won a tournament or even been competitive without my father's love and
support. He shaped me into a winner during the hours we spent together preparing and playing,
and I will be eternally grateful that he was willing to share it with me.