When it went in I turned around and looked at coach and he gave me the same nod he gave me before the game. We ended up winning that game and coach told me that he could see me getting better already. I had this nervous but happy feeling in my body. I was nervous that I still wasn’t quite good enough to make the team and I was happy that i’ve gotten better and coach realized that.
Finally, I realized that I wanted to go back to school. Going back to school drastically changed my life. My work ethic, free time, and self – esteem have all changed my daily life for the better. When I was in high school I think it is safe to say I was a pretty good student. However, I was nothing spectacular just an average B student like most other kids.
Next year I don’t want to procrastinate at all I want to get all my homework turned in on time with my best work. I want to have all A’s and maybe some B’s and a GPA no lower than 3.0. The most important thing I want to do is not judge teachers the ones that might look the coolest could total jerks and the ones who look really boring could be the best teacher I’ll ever meet. I hope in high school that I am a really good student and that the people in my grade actually start trying in school because I don’t want any more disappointed
We were all worried that the team that had been disqualified during my freshman year was going to win. They were by far our biggest competition, but we didn 't let that stop us. In the end it paid off and we won our first every city title by just a mere two-tenths of a point. It was such an amazing moment and most of my team, including myself, were in tears. It was so rewarding to be apart of the team that finally won our school and city championship, and we followed the rules to
In Prosper, 6th grade is the first year a student can take an advance class in English and/or math; I wanted to take both. My mom questioned my decision in taking Pre-AP math since I struggled in the past two years. She didn’t want to discourage me from enjoying and retaining it, but I was adamant about taking the class. There were numerous times throughout the year
My answer is: you sacrifice to pay back those who sacrificed for you. My parents left their families, their friends, the world they knew, just so their kids could have the chance to one day be the best. And I will be the best. For my parents. For myself.
I enjoyed and excelled at what I did, and refused to step outside my comfort zone, assuming that unfamiliarity was often a slippery slope to downfall. Every day was the same as the one before – no risks, no rewards. In March of my eighth grade year, I was offered admission to Miss Porter’s School, a private high school thirty minutes from home. I gladly accepted, ready to escape my provincial town of Glastonbury and start fresh in a new school.
Looking forward to joining the Academic Decathlon class the next year, I already knew I could make the team. The first Wednesday of my junior year, I gazed around my Academic Decathlon class. I could just tell who would make the ‘A’ team, of course including myself. A lot of students had joined because of the class’s false impression of a plain study hall.
Junior year I was settled down and determined to improve my academics; by the end of first semester of junior year I had raised my GPA by one point. Attendance I’ve had exemplary attendance throughout my four years of attending high school. I’ve always had great attendance because I don’t like to take days off. Part of being an adult is doing stuff you don’t want to do such as going to school to expand your education.
The adversity that I have faced in my life is not something I look down upon. My challenges have pushed me to be the best person I can be and are the root of my success. High school has been an amazing, while also difficult, time for me. It seems like just yesterday I was walking in the doors for my first day of freshman year, unsure what to expect from the new environment. The opportunities that high school offer inspired me to take action and to become involved.
On the first day of tryouts I was extremely nervous. There were so many thoughts running through my head, such as, is there going to be anyone here that I know, am I going to make the team, am I going to be able fit in. All of these things are going through my head as I walked in the dark gym, and that didn't help my nervousness at all. I was in a gym with people that I didn't know and that seemed to be more talented than me.
I aspire to emulate the moral convictions of Truett Cathy, the founder of Chick-fil-A. Truett Cathy never compromised his morals for his own success. His restaurant franchise has succeeded operating only six-sevenths of the time of his competitors. This is due to his commitment to keeping the Sabbath. I see this level of commitment in myself. I never take a shortcut that will compromise my morals.
Obsession is a persistent idea that controls one’s mind over a period. Although obsession is often perceived as negative, it can also lead to great things. We tend to form obsessions more frequently at a young age. Sports aren’t always seen as something that can become an obsession. For me, the obsession with soccer began around the age of 13.
I step out of my Dad’s blue shiny Honda van as he says “good luck on your first day”. I force up a weak smile as I close the door and it made a whoosh noise as it closes. I look at the entrance for a good five minutes. I take a deep breath and slowly as a turtle, a zombie and snails. I thought to myself, a zombie and a snails.