Our team name was the Cheer Eclipse Comets. This was my tenth season doing competitive cheerleading. People have always told me that Worlds is the most prestigious competition that I will ever get to experience. You don’t realize how amazing it truly is until you see it for yourself. When I made this Worlds team at such a young age, I felt honored
My first summer there was the summer of 2001. I was five years old about to turn six. I attended this camp every summer until I was the age of fifteen, and then worked there as a counselor for three summers after that. This camp has very special place in my heart. It was what I looked forward to all school year.
To them that meant I was “as dumb as a blonde.” I was too young to have the strength and ability to address these issues to them, so I let it fester inside of me. My high school was a lot more diverse than my middle school, so I decided to start being friends with a different group of people who I could identify with and not have such a hard time being around. It turned out that I was still different than them, but they accepted me in ways that the other group of people didn’t. My ethnicity was no longer a huge issue within my friendships, and we could even relate with each other about certain aspects of our lives because we come from similar
I was raised in the Black Hills of South Dakota. I grew up with an awareness that Native Americans, or “Indians,” were a minority in my home town of Rapid City, South Dakota. But in school, my only real contact with the Lakota was in basketball tournaments like the Lakota National Invitational. My parents took me to the largest Pow Wow in Western South Dakota every year where we watched the beautiful grand entry dancers and listened to the awe-inspiring drummers and Lakota singers performing traditional music. Toward the end of my middle school years, my mom, a family physician, started taking me to the Pine Ridge Reservation once a summer to drive around the town, eat at Subway, which is one of the only restaurants in the expansive reservation, and then stop at the Wounded Knee Memorial.
It was my last year at Mary Queen of Peace grade school. I meet the best friends of my life, and played sports for my school and played club soccer. My eighth grade year was the year to have fun and be the oldest kids in the school and have kids look up to you for once. It was the year to see what our futures would look like and what we would do with are lives and where we would go for high school. It was the time of my life to make a decision that would depend on the rest of my life.
Mhatma Ghandi famously said “Be the change you want to see in the world”. When I was fourteen years old I had the opportunity to go to summer camp for a week. It was the summer before I entered high school; I was a deeply insecure teenager who was desperate to find acceptance among my peers. During my week of camp I was introduced to many fun, inviting staff members who all seemed to have formed a very close knit community. I admired my cabin leaders and I wanted nothing more than to be a part of the community that they were in.
The best time of my life was senior year. My goals were achieved, I received the recognition in becoming team caption and number one of the girl’s golf team. I pushed myself hard my senior year; trying to reach my last goal, to shoot in the high 70s. Every tournament I would get the second, third, or fourth place out of the six other schools that were present. However, every time that I played I was shooting an 80 or 81.
William had a good child hood with his family until 1778, where his mother Ann died and the family was torn apart. He’s sister Dorothy sent to live at Halifax with her mother 's cousin, and the boys of the family were sent to school at Hawks head where they were educated well and cared for. When he was thirteen he’s father died, he was sent to John 's College, Cambridge. He enjoyed walking during summer holidays. After two years he went on a walking tour of France, Switzerland, and Germany; and after graduation, he walked through Wales.
Other objects are more fun and playful. There are three important objects of practical value which are my volleyball, my smart phone, and my electric guitar. My volleyball is valuable because I use it to play and work out. I got this volleyball by my sister Jazmin when I was sixteen. Now this ball is part of my life, I love to play volleyball which is my favorite sport, I play with this ball every day and it is really symbolic; so that ball makes me remember my best times on high school for example when I was the captain of the volleyball team.
I was born in Texas in August 1999 while my mom was visiting her family. When I was five months old, I moved to Japan. My dad had been stationed in Japan with the Air Force since September 1997. I was able to live there until I was until I was six. While living there, I went to daycare and was able to go on many field trips.