I believe hard work pay off. I learned this growing up as a athletic.
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Everytime I play a sport or go to practice I tell myself hard work go pay off so therefore, I try my best everytime l’m am in the gym. I was in locked up playing basketball still because I knew it will pay off. I always been into sport since I was a little kid. Sport motivate me to stay out of trouble and getting back lock up. Sports have had a huge impact on my life.
One time I didn’t play any sports for three months because my legs was broke. I went to school to play basketball with my friends and I couldn’t make a shot. But I was motivated to keep playing and
At this time of year, I begin to look back at my life after 12 hard years of schooling. Throughout the course of my life, there have been many ups and downs, but these up and downs is what made me who I am today. These influences have shaped my values, attitudes and beliefs towards life. There have been many important people and events that has impacted my life. One of which is family and the media.
I realized that hard practice and confidence would have improved my athletic abilities. I failed to see myself as an individual that could continue with a task - despite the difficulties. But I learned to thrive from my weaknesses. Not only did quitting sports allow for me to focus on my passions, but it taught me to not let obstacles and frustration hinder those passions. Doing what makes me happy is my ultimate goal, even if that means not playing sports - just like everyone
A specific example of a time I used the skill strong work ethic was at the daycare where I currently work. My boss seemed to being having a bad day so I put it upon myself to volunteer to do all of the sweeping and mopping and do all of the end of the day diaper changes. She usually does most of these things herself, but I don’t mind having more work to do and I like helping out. A time when I used my ability to work in a team was in my rhetoric class.
withbasketball;basketball was my identity and connection to others. But during my sophomore year in high school, everything didn’tseem togo the way I wantedto be. And it was because of the injury I had, my life completely change since. This long story begins with a goal that I made for myselfduring my freshman year in high school; I wanted to play high school basketball for four years straight, and this goal seems pretty neat for me.
Andrew, my older brother, in middle of the road he was tired to keep ride the ox for 1 month. He asked me to replace him, so he can get some sleep. But then I do not have any experience of riding ox, that cause our wagon go wrong trail. The sky was dark like almost rain, I was panic. Everyone was in poor health because digest least food.
I had a different type of connection with my basketball coach and teammates, and I loved the sense of camaraderie we had on the court. I also had several opportunities to play at the college level if I focused on basketball. Choosing between these two sports was one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make. Ultimately, I decided to pursue basketball. While I loved both sports equally, basketball had a special place in my heart.
I had nothing to motivate me. Then in sixth grade when I tried out for the basketball team,and I barely made it. Mr Jones, my former teacher and basketball coach, told me that I needed to work on my skills. I wasn’t really interested in expanding my game because I had already achieved my goal of making the basketball team. Then I had an epiphany that if I keep this up I won’t be on the team in my seventh grade year.
In my brief life, I have overcome a lot of adversity. My mom fled Mexico with her three young children to escape domestic violence. When we came to this country we had only a few personal belongings and the promise of a better future. We came to this country and lived in a small trailer with no toilet other than a bucket, and no shower except for the one that was lent to us from the kindness of a stranger, our new neighbor. As a single parent, my mother had to work day and night to support us.
Overworked. That’s the closest word that I could use to describe this week. I feel like this journal is going to be about me just bickering, yet there is some stuff you might want to read about. First of all, I have been sleeping three hours this week because of upcoming midterms, quizzes, and assignments due. I am sleep deprived and mentally drained and as my second year in college I have never had my life drained out of my body like a passing shadow.
Playing sports allowed me to obtain positive traits that will only help me succeed in life, school, and in the work
I have learned a great many things from participating in High school Basketball. It has changed my entire outlook on and attitude toward life. In the eighth grade, I was shy, had low self-esteem and turned away from seemingly impossible challenges. Playing Basketball altered all of these qualities.
I started to practice at my house—it was the only hoop available for me at the time. Everyday, I would go outside and just shoot as many shots as I can so, I could make my form better. A few weeks of practicing, I started to see progress in my form—I made more shots than usual. Since I thought I was getting better, I decided to ask my parents if they could put me in a basketball team. My parents agreed without any hesitation.
In my work and in my education, I am a team player. When my courses seem tough, I push through and do not give up. I am committed to my school work, my family, and my friends. Though basketball may step aside as a friend in my college years, it has shaped who I am for life, and my story is only complete when you understand the role this friend has
A sense of accomplishment is invaluable to a person. Not only does a sense of accomplishment build confidence and faith in oneself, but it also allows one to reflect on how wonderful the journey to the accomplishment was, and how every little struggle and triumph was worth it. In the middle of summer, where time seems endless and the stress of the previous school year has been shed by students, I never expected to find out that I scored a five on both of the advanced placement exams I took. Nor did I have one-hundred percent confidence the goals we set as section leaders of the marching band would actually be met. Yet to my surprise, I had the good fortune of accomplishing challenging things in both aspects of my life.
It was quite Monday in spring, a normal day but for me and my team it was a big day. It was the day we started training for the important race; the race decide which track team was the best in the city. My teammates are, George, Aron and Dylan. We have been working hard because we lost the championship last year it would be good for us to come out this year and win the championship.