Directions: Submit this document along with your Unit 3 memoir. Responses should be complete,
detailed, and clearly explain the intentions and purpose of your memoir.
The subject and theme of my memoir are about golfing experience that I have faced
during the summer in 2018. I will explain about the accomplishment of golf during that time
I want to express a tone of painful and exultation by the way that I was rejected the
university golf coach with, but in the end, I was very happy to get a university in USA.
It was the day that I chose my university. It’s the last round of my final tournament in
USA. Many coaches came to watch me. I have designed my decision which university I was
going to attend. I was very excited after I have commit to Marquette University which I couldn’t
sleep for two days. It was the most excitement trip in my life.
4. Which goal(s) are you hoping to achieve when creating this memoir?
I want to celebrate the great achievement that I have done in the past in the USA and I
would like to share my story to everyone.
5. For Written Memoirs: A memoir is a portion of your life that is crafted into a story. Explain
which storytelling techniques (characterization, symbolism, climax/resolution, sensory
details, etc.) you will use to communicate a central message or theme.
My central theme is a happiness after a rough time which I was facing bad experience
before I was successful with my golf career. I want to share my story to everyone and it might be
able to teach someone to know that there is alway someone who is facing more difficulty. By
using characterization of myself in the story, it will demonstrate how all of my emotion at that
time be like and the detail of the story will tell you how do I deal with each situation in the scene.
Bhitchayoot Sima-aree
1209
It would be my very busy morning. Tossed and turned all night. I woke up at 5.45
just like every other morning for the last 10 years. I have poured in hours of practicing
swings, puttings, and close to thousand rounds of golf. I like playing golf because I like the
contact’s sound when the driver hits the golf ball. It was the most sweet-sounding that I have
ever heard. I was always enthusiastic when I did well. Of course, winning is always my goal.
Unfortunately, I had a low spirit on playing golf when I was 15 years old. My dad had been
my coach since the beginning. He helped and taught me everything that I supposed to be the
best golfer. My dad has temper especially when I didn’t do well in the round of competition.
By contrast, my mom was always a lifesaver when I played bad. She helped me talking to my
dad to calm his temper. It helped me to be able to relieve my dad’s pressure on me. All in all
As far as I can remember, golf has been my goal in the future. I knew early on that I
have a thing with balls. Any kinds of a ball you named it. This morning wasn’t the same as
usual because I was sweating and frightened that I would not be able to get a full-ride
scholarship for my undergraduate in the U.S. I tried to wake up my parents to talk with me
about my anxiety.
My mom woke up. She too was surprised that I was up so early. She asked me what’s
going on and said, “Don’t worry son, you will do well today. Just try your best.”.
Understood with my situation, my dad said, “Son, don’t worry. Your mom and I will
not say anything about your round of golf today. You have done great this summer. Just try
your best!”. My parents have dedicated their lives for my golf. They have discussed with me
about my future in golf. To fulfill my dreams, I would have to practice hard, make every
effort count.
After talking to my parents, my calm nerves took over, and I went back to sleep. I
woke up again at 6.45 am with more confidence. I told myself that whatever happened to me,
I would be happy in the end. After I took a bath, I went to have breakfast. I was not hungry
and could not eat anything. I ate only cereal and two bananas. I felt like a butterfly in my
stomach. I was very panic and didn’t know what to do. I was thinking about how I could cope
with this situation. I started to walk around the hotel by controlling my breathing. It helped to
After I arrived at the Torrey Pine Golf course, it was a very busy morning. The crispy
chill air made the tips of my fingers felt numb. The familiar smell of grass and early morning
dew gently crept in my nose. “Things will be different after today.”, I told myself. I wore my
sweater and felt the warmness of the silk in the sweater. It made me feel warm like the
cuddling of couples. I went to the registration to collect free driving range balls. I met one of
my friends who was a Thai representative players like me. His name is Run.
Run said, “Hi Bhoom, How are you doing today? .You looked tired. Are you okay?”
I replied, “Hi Run, I’m great, and I was exhausted because I was too excited and
anxious.”
“You will be fine, bro. You need to relax and be one with nature.”
“Okay.”
After the conversation, I walked straight to the driving range with full of people. I saw
lots of smile from many people from other nationality greeted each other. It made me feel
that golf can build a relationship even though people speak different languages. There was a
cool breeze on the range which made my hand senseless. Suddenly, while I was warming my
body with many stretching forms, my dad came to talk to me and hug me.
“I love you so much. You have done lots of things for your future. You deserve to be
It was the most meaningful conversation I’ve ever had with my dad. He always yelled
at me when I made lots of mistakes on the golf courses. I was delighted and relaxed which
helped me to focus and do my best without worry. I started with my short iron, and my
practice session was going pretty well until I began to practice my long iron.
“I hit a shank (When the golfer hits the golf ball on a toe of clubface which the result
of hitting a shank, the ball will go deadly right.),” I said out loud.
“I hit a shank because my shoulder was too tight at the top of my backswing.”
“I think it was because you use too much hand action and your body didn’t turn
during the downswing ” Again my dad talked to me without any criticism. I felt really good.
I realized my swing’s fault on that shot after my dad said about my hand action. I
thought that without my dad, I would not have had today. Every little tip from my dad always
reassured me. I listened to him and focused more on my body rotation which my swing
started to come back. I regained the good feeling after hitting each ball. There it was the
I had 15 minutes before I started my round, I went to the toilet and found someplace
to be with myself. I was focusing my breathing and imagined how I wanted my round to be. I
imagined myself holding the trophy and signing the contract with a university. Everyone
celebrated by pouring water over my head as if I could smell the honey from the trophy. I
gave it a kiss. Before starting every round of golf, I always hug my mother. It has always
been like a lucky hug for me. Not that I was superstitious, a hug from a mother has never
been wrong.
“This is the 8.45 am. tee time. First on the tee from Thailand, Bhoom Sima-aree”, the
reporter announced.
I walked up to the tee with full of my confidence and ready to play a good round of
golf. The wind started to pick up. I could feel the breeze grazing my face. I needed to wait for
five minutes until the wind was weakened. Ping!, there it was my sweet sound. My ball ended
up on the fairway which was a good start for me. If I could focus on the golf game until I
The best part on that day happened on hole 6. It was the assembly point of the
coaches. Warming up by the sun and plenty of walks, squinting my eyes, I could see around
twenty golf coaches watching from this hole. I told myself to calm down and concentrate on
this shot to grab the golf coaches’ attention. I dropped my golf bag besides the tee box and
confidently pulled out my driver. I walked up to the tee box with a big smile on my face.
the fairway. To my delight, eight of twenty of golf coaches started to follow me from that
driving. Still little breeze toward my direction, I had 190 yards left from the pin which I hit
six iron to the middle of the green. I had around 20-30 feet left to the hole. Though not to
glimpse who were watching me, I was still too excited. I tried to calm down by closing my
eyes and control my breathing. My heartbeat was like Cherokee drum. Tat Tat Tat …! I
closed my eyes and controlled my breathing. Calming sense came back. My heart started to
beat like usual. The ball rolled smoothly toward the hole, but it slightly bent toward the left
end of the hole. It slipped out of the hole, but I could make birdie.
My swing coach came to watch me which I was very happy and even made me more relaxed.
After I had a conversation with my golf coach, Oregon State University coach came
to greet my swing coach and convinced my swing coach to tell me to join the team.
Everything was going pretty well until I reached the last hole of the day. It was a Par 5
(a hole that golfers are expected to hit five strokes in the holes.) with a narrow fairway and a
pond in front of the green. This hole was down the wind which was a great opportunity for
me to attack the green within two shot. When I stepped on the tee, my body was shaking
because it was the last hole and I wanted to finish strong which I pressed myself too much. I
needed to walk off the tee and tried to bring my focus back.
I realized that everything started to work as usual. My body stopped shaking, and my
heartbeat came back to normal. I hit my tee shot perfectly. But the wind unpredictably
changed the direction which took my ball landing on the fairway bunker. I needed to change
my plan from offensive to conservative plan which playing three shot on the green. I hit a
lay-up shot (a tactical play used to avoid trouble) to leave myself 120 yards to the pin. I hit
my third shot into the water because I chose the wrong club. After my ball landed on the
green, it spun back off the green and rolled into the pond in front of the green. I was shocked
and frightened to hit the ball. Darkness and hopelessness started to swallow me. I finished the
hole with a double bogey. I was sorrow after the round, but on the other hand, my parents
were happy and smiling at me. They were smiling like on their wedding day.
“Because you are our son and you have done pretty good all day. The mistake that
you made on the last hole isn’t going to make us feel mad at you. Everyone can make a
mistake even professional golfers. Be happy. You did a great job today”, my parents replied.
My mood was turning upside down. From drowning into the darkness and deepest
hole in the universe, my parents’ hand caught me and pulled me up from drowning. After my
feeling recovered back from depression, I had a meeting with Houston Baptist University.
Houston Baptist coach made a joke about my shoe that it looked like a leather shoe with
spikes on top of it. He would give me about 50-60% scholarship which I declined him nicely
because it was not enough to cover my education and expenses. The school’s fee was still too
expensive for me even though it would take care of the scholarship. I told the coach that my
parents already spent most of their savings to pay for my International school's fee in
Thailand for five years. It was a huge amount of money, and it was not enough for my
I was panic in choosing university between Oregon State University and Marquette
University. They were competing in getting me in their team. I liked both of the university,
but I had a question to decide which university would be the one that I chose. I called the
“Hello Bhoom, I’m doing pretty good, and I saw your result today. How did you
“I felt pretty good even though I made a mistake on the last hole, but overall is great!
“Wow!! I didn’t expect that from 18 years old boy’s question. I think being a team
“I see. I need to say that I couldn’t decide which university I am going to choose, but I
“I need to go now because I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast. I will tell you
the question and the scholarship that I would get. I called the Marquette coach.
“ I don’t treat my team member as a team player, but I teach them and take care of
“Okay Coach! I have decided to join your team. I would like to verbal commit with
Marquette University.”
At the end of the day, I made a deal with Marquette with Full scholarship and a team
trip to Scotland. I was very happy and couldn’t control my mind. I was numb for the rest of
the days. I was overjoyed. It felt like everything fulfilled my body and my heart. I was in my
private time which no one could talk to me or ask me any favor because my mind shut down
itself. At night, I couldn’t sleep until I was realized again 10.00 am. the next morning which I