Another friend I met was named Nathaniel who also shares a love and passion for hockey with me. He also knows what he is doing when it comes to hockey strategies. Nathaniel and I had first met when I was eleven and, luckily, we still are good friends today. Zack and Nathaniel are only a couple of my hard working, hockey playing friends on my team. When our team plays hockey we for a bond as strong as brothers.
My genetic ability to be athletic and strive in sports lead me to choose sports as a part of my daily life. The sport I chose became hockey and I surrounded myself in the right practice environment. I went to every ice time, a few hockey schools and even did dry land training. I would not have done any of those if it were not for hockey, I did not enjoy the fact of working out and being active, but my love for the sport made it seem fun. By doing these extra things, it provided me with the ability to excel in hockey even more.
The National Hockey League has a problem, but it’s not the one you think it is. For decades, a group of contemptible, no-guts, cowardly momma’s boys have been trying to eradicate one of the more integral and important parts of the sport: Fighting. Since 1922, the NHL has wisely allowed bare-knuckle fighting. This has had many benefits over the years. For starters, it’s given employment to hundreds of players who couldn’t otherwise make an NHL roster, except for the fact that they can beat a guy senseless.
Each time I step on the broad ice, my brothers and I go to war against our opponents. Doing what I love and having fun is important to me. My interest in the game is immense and it is my passion. Having to compete with great intensity and having fun at the same time is a very important factor. I have played many sports in my life, but hockey is the only one that grabbed my attention.
At first I started off taking 1 or 2 classes per semester, but outside interference had me gradually upping the classes. Between work, a lack of motivation due to not having any idea of what I wanted out of life carved out, and pressure from family, I found myself not prepared for these classes. This is what you will see as you look up and down my transcript and see W's and WF's. You will see the unachieved goals, the times I thought I was an angel, the times I dreamt of being perfect. At the time of writing this paper I am 23 years old.
Every time I failed, I became an emotional wreck because the idea of “failure” had always been foreign to me when I pursued things I cared about. With perfection as my goal, making mistakes were emotionally and mentally draining, and, it was clear, that making mistakes was inevitable. Early in my junior year, I received a 23%
________________ 6. Even when I know how to do the problems, I always run out of time on tests ________________ 7. Everyone around me can do the problems and I can’t and I fail. Then I get it, but by then the teacher is on to something else. I can never win.
With this in mind, I dedicated several hours at the gym for a few weeks. I was discouraged to discover that my results did not improve and felt that my efforts were wasted. But I did not quit. I worked unbelievably hard on my craft, corrected my techniques, and pushed myself both physically and mentally. Over the course of the next few months, I saw improvement and lifted more than I had the week before.
I said to myself that I must get good grades and reach my goals. I had to fight myself and stay up late to study every day. I have never missed any assignments on any of my classes. This semester my goal is to get into the nursing program which is very competitive and requires very high grades. So far I am doing good in all my classes and I am happy that I did all of this as an
One of the things that has been a struggle for me over the years is the slowness of my reading and the process of absorbing written materials. I was always a bad speller and had a very low self esteem on my academic abilities. Eventually, I came to realize that I must have some sort of reading disability, inherited from my mother who struggled as well with the same issues. When I was in elementary and secondary school nobody ever talked about these kinds of disabilities and I was ridiculed many times from many teachers for not trying hard enough. I was labeled as not living up to my potential, as teachers could tell that I was bright, but couldn 't seem to come up with better grades.
She was his life, his partner in crime, and his biggest fan. Adding their daughter to the mix gave him the perfect hat-trick in life. Hockey, love, and a family. Trina Kidd Morris, sister of Renegades captain, Tyler Kidd, grew up in the world of hockey and knows how the players are wired. She understands the level of dedication the men put into the game.
A few weeks in, I was feeling the heat. The pressure was getting to be too much. I was unable to focus my attention appropriately. I felt like I was living in a fog unable to think clearly. I was obtaining C’s for my poorly written essay’s (which was a blow to my ego) in my English class.
Despite these difficulties I managed to get myself through school and accepted into UW-Stevens Point. As an individual, there is only one me. I try not to follow anyones example but my own. When someone tells me that I can’t do something I will work harder than ever to prove they are wrong. When I say that I am going to do something, I will do anything and everything I possibly can to get it done.