Cross country. a sport that requires the fusing of body and mind, strives to maximize one’s physical ability by testing one’s mental tenacity. Every day represents a new struggle to beat yesterday’s maximum output; an issue of mind over matter. Through pains and strains, and adverse weather and unfavorable conditions, I run because I made up my mind four years ago to succeed. When I first joined the team the summer prior to my freshman year, I had no previous experience with running, unlike the majority of the team.
Tuesday and wednesday went by and thursday and friday were just scrimmage days. After school thursday we stretched and got warmed up then got straight to business we picked teams and started playing I didn 't think the teams were that fair but I didn 't really care I just had to play my game I started down with the freshman and sophomore like every other freshman but i wasn 't regular like them after a few games past the coaches seen that a had some talent and that I should be moved up with the jv and the varsity players so the coach plaste me in the other gym with the more advanced players and put me on a team as soon as i started playing with the older guys I noticed an immediate change in paste I started breathing harder my heart rate shot up and they were just way bigger than me but I had to make it work somehow I knew I wasn 't the best one out there but I hustled a lot and gave it my all and hoped that 's what coach was looking for. At the end of practice I was exhausted from all of the running up and down
Not only was I elected to be the treasurer of the music program, but I was also awarded the position of "low brass section leader." Earning this position sparked my desire be an ever greater musician; therefore, I decided to audition for the PMEA District 9 Concert Band. Being selected to participate in this band festival is undoubtedly the most difficult of all band festivals; however, I put a tremendous amount of work into my audition, which ultimately allowed me be one of only six band members from my school to be admitted to this prestigious band festival. Senior year has only just begun, but nevertheless, I still continue to put my best into the band program. I currently serve as the vice president of the organization, and in the marching band, I am the brass captain.
My mom my noticed detachment from reality I was expressing and she decided to enroll us in taekwondo a few years later. I knew nothing about the sport, but was eager to try something new. Thorough every punch and kick I practiced, I did it for my dad. I tried my hardest each day I was there knowing he was watching me grow into a stronger person. After three hard years of getting kicked in the face to dodging punches, I earned my first degree black belt.
At the time, I did not know, that Mock Trial was going to change my high school career. During my first year as a trial attorney, I not only improved immensely in my public speaking and communication skills but also made new friends. After a successful year and great scores at two regional competitions, I was truly proud of our team's achievement. However, many members just seemed to be completely disinterested. That is when I decided to step up and ran for the Mock Trial President position with one main goal— to unite the team.
I had always thought how amazing it would be to be the one to lead the marching band, be the band director's right hand, represent the group, the one everyone looks up to. Being selected as a co-drum major, I did not realize the plethora of responsibility I would have during my first year of leading. I was not exactly respected by the entire ensemble considering I was only a junior. At that time, I was practically training for when the time came to lead the band alone. Considering that this is now my second year leading, I behave differently as well as being treated antithetically compared to the ensemble; the band considers me as the "mom".
The band program offered me the involvement I desired to be a part of in Columbus, Mississippi. Moving from Germany the summer prior to my freshman year meant I had lost the roots I had grown during middle school. Stripped, I felt unequipped to tackle my first year of high school. Nevertheless, over time, the band was able to transform my character and establish the foundation by which I continue to develop academically,
It was around the time of my freshman year, I was 14 years old, and that’s when I began to set my mind to certain things. In the past I had been swimming on a year-round team competitively, then when it came to my freshman year I joined high school swim as well. I always thought to myself that I wasn’t good enough and I could never win, or at best make a section time. However, later on that season, I realized I was good enough, because I believed in myself and set my mind to win and did not give up, and eventually my times immensely improved. After many months of training, it was time for League Champs to begin.
In high school, I was engaged in a variety of elective classes and extracurricular activities. I never considered myself a superb student, but I had a thirst for any information that I could get my eyes on. My plans to become a U.S. Marine were nearly confirmed throughout my Junior and Senior years of high school, but I continued to find myself enrolled in the most challenging courses offered at my small, private school. Apart from classes, I was passionate about percussion and, in particular, our school’s budding drum line program, which had its inaugural session during my eighth grade year.
I have learned how to read musical pieces, how to play different piano-like instruments, and how to better organize my thoughts and critical thinking. I am a sophomore in high school and have been for a while now. That makes the experience of me being in band a time period of one to two years. Band has changed me for the better, whether it be me learning how to navigate myself through life or music, it has been there for me for a long time now. Without band and music, I do not know who I would be.
Before 10th grade, I had an insufficiently rigorous course load to yield a competitive GPA. After taking the most rigorous classes for a year and boosting my GPA, I have decided to help my classmates tackle the competition at my school by helping them organize their schedules and classes for future academic years. I have reached out to these classmates through class projects and tutoring sessions. So far, I have helped about five teenagers become competitive. I have also frequently volunteered at a local food pantry.