Competitive Cheerleading

I must work really hard, starting now, for it to pay off. Without education, there’s really no future for anyone. Getting good grades goes above anything. This is important because it will determine if I am eligible to attend college. Grades may seem like a minor detail but when it comes to applying, it’s what matters the most.

When a person hears the word obstacle, high school cheerleading rarely would come to mind. For me that’s all that I think of. My last season of high school cheerleading, in a nutshell, was short and bitter. Life threw injuries to all members of my stunt group, girls were caddy and spread rumors, but most importantly, I didn 't have fun. Around the beginning of November, I got a concussion.

Ezinma was a blessing to both her mother and father.. She had some aspect of her father but the kind heart and strength of her mother. We just saw how Ezinma evolved throughout the book. As things fell apart around her, she didn’t lose her strength and confidence. Although she was wished that she was a man, she was very respected for being a woman and she in a way made a name for herself and didn 't let anyone stop her from doing that. As the book went on, we saw how she was not like the other women in Umuofia besides her mother.

She sings about the support she always received from her community and their hopes that she would be the one to make it out, to be successful. “They are all counting on me to succeed. I am the one who made it out. The one who always made the grade, but maybe I should’ve just stayed home.” She delves into the shame she feels for returning home after dropping

Athletics is special and it should be taken with caution, but this writer believes every college should go all in on the opportunity to have college athletics. College athletics at a Community College provides hope to the student, some kids may have had a bad High School experience, but the college can give the player a fresh start and athletes love to have a fresh start. This writers grades were not good in Highschool and if this writer had a Community college around that offered college athletics this writer would have went. Eventually this writer got an opportunity to play in college, but not at a division one college where this writer had offers from, so Community College would do more good than bad to the student

We would get on the bus and there would just be an aroma of smells and feelings that is really indescribable. But the shed was our place. My junior year after we lost in the playoffs we all went in there and cried and for the first time it wasn't the happiest place on earth anymore. At that exact moment it was to us the saddest place. But to me I was sad we lost but I still had another year to play so I wasn't that sad.

I have never done cheer before so it was nerve-racking. I knew I was not going to make the team but I was just doing it for fun. Me and my friend was trying out for the team. I had to make my cheer chant to say when I go up in front of the judges. There was three 8th graders trying out.

I had never done anything in my life that was related to cheer other than when I was a child doing gymnastics. When beginning tumbling, things started off slow, I learned little by little. I started off with one tumbling class a week, and then eventually made my way to joining my middle school cheer team. As about a month or two passed, I gained

But we were too close to my mom 's liking. She claims we talk too much. Ever since I was a child I always looked up to my sister because she always made my parents proud. I did what she did and followed her footsteps academically. I forced myself to want to become a doctor but somewhere deep in my heart I disliked the idea of studying science.

“ ISFP’s are sensitive to others’ feelings and value harmony.” In my friend group I have been called the mother of the group because I always try to make them feel better and are happy. This also applies to my family, like my siblings and cousins. I also am not a fan of conflict and I always try to end it. One conflict that I remember was actually between my sister and cousin. It all started with a small disagreement, but it escalated to the point that they just completely acted like enemies.