Doodle I screamed above the pounding storm and threw my body to the earth above his.”(L 390-392) After leaving Doodle, he finally regains his conscience, and goes back for him, sadly, he realised his mistake too late. Although, the present older brother, clearly regrets his acts and now that he understands everything about life, he regrets not loving Doodle the way he should have. In the end, the love between the two brothers is complex and paradoxical, their relationship goes from hatred to love, unfortunately due to pride the relationship between them ended
It was too hard to bounce back so quickly after being so disappointed about my performances. After everything I had sacrificed over the years for my sport, this is how my high school career ended? All of the yards, morning practices, afternoon practices, dryland sessions, healthy eating, sore muscles, and missed social events were all for
While hard work, it has been a motivator, a purpose, and a source of joy. I intended once a senior, that I would make a 1 at UIL state twirling contest, continue my second year of being a head majorette, and continue my second no drop season. I became aware of my increasing knee pain in July after coming home from squad leader camp. The sensation of your knee locking after sitting for more than thirty minutes; a completely terrifying situation. I decided to go to my doctor and she then transferred me to the sports injury
I went in with a negative attitude, but I remember walking out of that gym after every practice having accomplished something new. After a few months my jumps got higher, my stunt group had the highest basket toss, I got a back-tuck. Everything fell into its place, and I finally discovered what I loved most. I am so grateful I never quit after that first practice, cheer has shaped who I am today. I’m now a captain and three year cheerleader at Brighton, 2 year United Spirit Association All-American Athlete, and planning to cheer in college.
But after about 1 mile I was feeling a pain that I've never felt anything like before. The enduring feeling of a broken waist, burn through my lungs, and the need for so much water. The failure to run 2 miles bothered me so much. I felt so disappointed in myself. After that, I decided to make it my goal to keep running every day until I could reach the distance without stopping.
Why do we have to work for five hours a week for a ten-minute show anyway? I have homework to do, and this marching band rehearsal is just a waste of time. All of the thoughts that went through my head before the band’s first Friday rehearsal reveal how I did not understand the greater purpose of each individual rehearsal throughout the season. On Fridays, the band practices for an hour and a half before playing at football games. We went out to go over the first movement of our show, Skitzo-Circuso-Phrenzia, to perform at halftime at the game that night.
After all the long runs, intervals, sprints, injuries, exhaustion, and personal records, I’m finally starting to find the answer to why i joined cross country. I joined this sport for the way it makes me feel- the adrenaline pumping through my veins as I stand in the box waiting for the gun to go off, the way nothing can bring me down when I get a personal record, the way I feel when my teammates lose their voices cheering for me. Cross country is by far the hardest thing
We lost that first scrimmage. The second and last scrimmage we also lost. This is when I actually cried, legitimate tears. I hated losing. It was humiliating!
My legs got wobbly as everything began to spin and the next thing I knew I was falling to the ground. Starting cross-country my senior year was terrifying, but I am so grateful I did because this moment during my first race taught me a lot about my strength and persistence when I am tested with any type of challenge. It has allowed me to overcome anything I may face not only in running but in all aspects of my life. My senior year I switched from the Orange County School of the Arts to Edison High School and joined the cross-country team. I started training with the team over the summer.
Through the constant harassment from the player I realized that I had to take some course of action to prevent myself from falling victim to this for the rest of the year. I could not earn respect by playing soccer because I was not a starter for the team nor did the seniors support me, hence the situation I was in. I realize they may have been a better way to go about this but I felt hopeless and frustrated with all the continuous bullying that I could no longer stand it. Due to this whole semester of bullying from this player I had a strong sense of dissent towards the players on team not allowing me to have a team bond that I experienced before this year. I hindered greatly from having confidence of myself which ultimately led me to have a indifferent beginning to my high school career.