Hendersonville Observation

The atmosphere of Schoenfeld Campus Gym had been electrifying Thursday afternoon. The Fall Homecoming Pep Rally included numerous activities for Concordia’s sports team to partake in. For example, one “challenge” involved a member of the sports team getting wrapped up in toilet paper, under the pressure of a time clock. When time ran out, whichever individual was wrapped in the most toilet paper (or looked the most like they had just emerged from an Egyptian pyramid) won that game. The CCNY Pep Rally acted as an opportunity for the rest of the student body to become familiar with our famed athletic program, and to mingle with this elite status of the student. The audience also joined in the fun and games. Dr. Leach flung specially made Pep Rally shirts into the bleachers, which made for a good laugh. I think it’s also important to note my lack of awareness of our gym’s bleachers until this afternoon!

Good evening parents. Gathered here today are the mothers and fathers of this youth sports club, discussing the possible change to competitive sports. I remember when I was 6 years old. My father and mother signed me up for pee-wee baseball that year, T-ball. I gained many friendships from that sport. I still see some of those rascals, but remember why I hated that sport. Now the game of baseball it 's a spectacular art, I was a clumsy 6 years old who has been hit where it counts and be embarrassed in front of 2 teams and a couple stands full of spectators at 7. Now granted my story isn 't the same as many of your children, your kids asked you as at a young age to play this sport and you all have let them, but now we are deciding for

The model I chose to apply to myself is the Hardiman White Racial Identity. The five stages of development are: 1. Naiveté or lack of social consciousness, 2. Acceptance, 3. Resistance, 4. Redefinition, and 5. Internalization. Stage one, naiveté is the stage of my childhood where I was not aware of races or any judgments based on race. I did not have any contact with African Americans until I was about 7 years old. My parents and friends did not have African American friends and no African American families lived in our neighborhood. At the age of seven, my mother enrolled me in dance classes at a local dance studio in the town we lived in. One of the students in my class was an African American boy. I did not think of him any differently than any of the other students in the dance class nor did I formulate any generalizations about race. He was considered a friend as well as a member of the dance team. I recall the picture that appeared in the dance recital program -- he was placed in the center of the group perhaps because he was the only boy in the class.

The article written by Yen Le Espiritu called “We Don 't Sleep Around Like White Girls Do”: Family, Culture, and Gender in Filipina American Lives is written from a feminist political economy approach. As I have learned through my sociological experience and from the class women, work and family a feminist political economy approach adds a gender lens to explore women’s access to resources in the public and private spheres. It looks at the inequalities of power and control. Looking through the lived experiences of women where gender inequality can be identified through patriarchy. Patriarchy connects with race and class to further oppress and marginalize racialized women. The main argument as Espiritu (2014) argues “that gender is a key to immigrant identity and a vehicle for racialized immigrants to assert cultural superiority over the dominant group “(cited in Fox,

“In the United States, about 20 million children and teens participate in some form of organized sports, more than 3.5 million children ages 14 and younger get hurt annually playing sports or participating in recreational activities” (Lucile Parkland Children’s Hospital). Children and their parents are sacraficing much of their time and money with youth sports. With kids starting at such a young age playing such intense sports it is increasing the amount of injuries that occur at younger ages. With the intensity increasing, children’s time is decreasing. These children have no more time for themselves or with their families. Going along with the children’s families, the parents of these young athletes are spending large amounts of money to make their kid the best and go onto the professional league. The families of these children not only spend hundreds of dollars, but also are one of the top reasons youth sports have become so intense. They have been more involved and effect the child’s performance. These sports programs are causing mental and physical damage for these developing kids and the intensity of parents and coached have made it even more overwhelming.

“I ain’t ever seen any jury decide in favor of a colored man over a white man.” (Lee 208 par. 11). This quote shows that all jury’s pick whites as innocence before blacks even when whites have no evidence to prove innocence which then makes the trial an unfair trial since colored people were considered lower class than whites no black person has ever won a trial against a white person. Society influences everyone including the way blacks are being treated. It depends on the time period of which you could be affected by.

Children have strived for years to make their parents, teachers and coaches proud of them. Kids have come to practice Monday,Tuesday,Wednesday,Thursday, and Friday to get better, while their academics are suffering. Students have pushed their bodies to the limits, causing extreme injury that will hold them back from sports in the future. Student athletes are not getting the opportunity to play multiple sports during the year, because they are expected to spelize in one sport and focus on it year round, leaving no opportunity to play other sports or do other activities. Youth sports are becoming too intense for young children to keep up with.

Native Americans have lived in the United States much longer than anyone of different decent. Way before Columbus ever thought about sailing the ocean blue the Cherokee tribe and others vacated the Southeast part of this country and it was rightfully their home. However they were kicked out from their homeland, where multiple generations of their families have lived for hundreds of years. This obscene removal is now known as the Trail of Tears, and this paper will demonstrate the impact it had on the Cherokee. It will be told how they lived before they were forced out, advise what led up to their removal, tell about the extreme conditions and illness that they faced, and inform what has happened to the Cherokee after the Trail

The next day, I showed up at the Smith Park with my ball and the same NBA jersey. I met a 6’11 person. He proposed to be my coach and be willing to teach me about the game. I asked for his name and he said, “just call me coach Jack”. He wanted to teach me about basketball’s earnestness, and determination. He was so eager to teach me about the game because of his son that passed away this winter. Therefore, he wanted to convey his son’s passion for basketball by coaching

In this article,” In a Struggling City, Basketball Provides a Beacon of Hope” by Abby Gruen talks about how basketball is mush more than a game. Michael Coburn, the team captain of the Mount Vernon High School’s basketball team, explains how basketball has taught him to become a man. Mount Vernon has the second highest number of families in poverty. The town is made up 68,000 people and schools had to be shut down last year due to the amount of fights. Basketball has been the one thing the community has come together for. In the last 30 years, seven Mount Vernon players have gone to play in the NBA (Gruen). Mr. Coburn became the latest team member to be signed by a Division 1 college, and might soon be going to the NBA. In a town that is constantly

“It is only a game” is a common saying I have heard several times in my life. However, it does not explain the crazy actions and immense passion I experience on the PIT floor for basketball games. These feelings reached a pinnacle point during my freshman year basketball game against our arch-rivals, the Bettendorf Bulldogs.

“Children Need to Play, Not Compete,” by Jessica Statsky is a thoughtful insight on the competitive sports for children. She is of the view that the competitive sports can ruin the enjoyment that games are supposed to provide. These methods of playing the games like adults can prove to be lethal for physical and psychological health. The author quotes from an authentic source that “Kids under the age of fourteen are not by nature physical.” (Tutko) This means that the games for children need to focus more on their pleasure and enjoyment rather than on the competition. Competition only makes children bound to be winners. It also discourages sportsman spirit. Instead of being a source of healthy growth, these competitive sports have started becoming the source of depression for children when they don’t fulfil the expectations of their parents. These sports should enhance the sportsman spirit in children and must be beneficial for their mental and physical health. Concentrating on winning or losing spoils the fun that games hold. In addition, equal chances should be provided to every child to participate. Competitive nature can assist the children in their life later on, but the focus should be on better mental and physical health. (204 words)

Located in the small, rural town of Neeses, South Carolina, is the quaint little building known as Lebanon United by the members of the church. Consisting mostly of elderly couples, much like my personal church, this church was not too farfetched for me to enjoy. A lot of families fill up the pews on Sunday mornings’; one of those families being my son’s girlfriends. At least I know that my future in-laws are church going! I can personally say that I had never been to any church service other than my own and when my son invited me to join him and the family for service one Sunday, I was of course hesitant. Strange church, strange people, in a strange place, and the only common ground we shared was an eighteen

Throughout my childhood, I never recieved many direct messages regarding my racial identity. I was never truly exposed to the idea of racial identity until the age of around 11. The sheltered community I grew up in, Hinsdale, was 94% Caucasian when I was born. In turn, many of the male adults in Hinsdale were, and still are, in the center margin. This created a general silencing regarding race, teaching me that I am not supposed to discuss race, which is evidently false. Not only did the members of my distant community not directly or indirectly discuss race, but my parents never had a distinct conversation with me about it.

I am making an effort from where am today to achieve the necessary steps towards what I have conceived in my mind to become a professional MFT. Today, I am putting forth the effort to condition myself to go through the process of learning and understanding the different concepts that would help to make it a reality. Each move that I take going upward on the education letter put much closer to getting the apple that I desire to have. Where I am today there are many septs ahead, but I don’t mine climbing, I just got to hold tight and enjoy the climb keeping the apple in view as I get closer to picking the apple that I desire of the tree.