july flowers

5

I snatch the disc in my hand, having broke free of the person marking me. One of my teammates is a blur as he sprints freely down the length of the field, beckoning towards me.

don't do it you're not good at long throws you're just going to embarrass yourself you'll never be as go-

With my feet now planted on turf, I twist my body to my left side, gripping the disc with my hands, and I throw as hard as I can towards the endzone. My right arms slowly lowers to my side as I watch the disc rip through the cool summer air. It's curving to the left and as it nears the ground I fear that it will go out the left side, however I watch as my teammate scoops it out of the air and performs a small point celebration.

The rest of the team catches up to us in the endzone and high fives are exchanged. My teammate who had just scored the point raps his knuckles against mine and says,

"That was an awesome put!"

This teammate just so happened to be an on-call player who knew our captain. He plays for the UBC team and had immense confidence and agility out on the field, so I felt proud that somebody I respected had complimented my throw.

The rest of the game went smoothly and we bagged two wins for our first week of the new VUL semester.

After the games have completed our team is packing up. I tend to take my time gathering my things, taking off my cleats, and whatever it is that I do, so I'm usually one of the last to leave. One of the girls who I had been talking to on the sideline earlier walks towards me and says, "Later Kev!" She ruffles my hair as she passes by me sitting in my bare feet and makes her way to the exit.

When we were on the sideline I was confused about some of the other girls' names and I turned to her for help. She then jokingly asked if I even remembered her name, to which I replied, "Of course - [actual name]! But some people call you [nickname]." She laughs and says, "Hmmm I don't know if anybody calls me by [nickname]," and I respond, "Yeah cause they only called you that in high school right?" She's surprised that I knew this and I said that I had overheard her talking about a few weeks ago.


9

"Merry Christmas!" I say jokingly as I open up my fist to reveal a handful of plastic pins that were placed in the wrong box. My coworker smiles at me with an incredulous look and she cups her hands together for my "gift." I slowly pour out the plastic pins into her hands and we exchange thank yous (we literally thank everybody for anything that happens where I work). She opens up a drawer and places the pins back where they belong. I return to my mission of rescuing more plastic pins, this time from the size chip box, and when I return to reach for the drawer my coworker pulls it open, beams at me, and says, "Merry Christmas!"

This coworker seems to have an endless amount of energy and she is kind to a near fault. She always has a smile on her face and it's been awesome working with not only her but all the other people at my workplace.

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Thank you to everybody who has made my July amazing so far. I have so much more to write about and I'm sure that I will find more things to write about as the month progresses, but for now these two days are what I have to share with you.