The Competition The day has arrived for the Science Olympiad Regional Competition. It was 7:00 A.M. in the morning and freezing at Antelope Valley College, but I was sweating like crazy due to my nervousness. When my dad and I were walking to Dana’s base camp, I looked around the college, and it shocked me that there were an enormous amount of teams and schools participating, making me even more nervous. I thought to myself, ”With all these schools and clubs here, how will I ever have the chance of winning a medal?” Somehow, due to my nervousness, I soon reflect upon the time I started Science Olympiad. There were a lot of categories to take, and I knew which classes I wanted to focus on. The classes there seemed tedious at first, but then they became more stimulating, and I soon became fascinated with the lessons. I also practiced …show more content…
This time, all the schools in Los Angeles were in the competition. I was the only sixth grader chosen to go there, and it was a big honor to me. I also didn’t want to make my coaches and parents disappointed. I was chosen to represent two of my competitions, Hovercraft and Scrambler which are my engineering classes. While waiting for my competitions to start, I practiced with my coaches and thought to myself, “I can do this, I can do this, I can do this,” hopefully trying to increase my confidence. Finally, it was my turn to go the competition with butterflies in my stomach, and a big burden on me. My partner Justin, a ninth grader, approached me and said, “Don’t worry we got this, just focus and you’ll be all right.” As we were done with our test, it was our turn to show our Hovercraft. I powered it up, and I could feel the strong air pushing against my face from the blazing force our hovercraft went. The hovercraft passed the finish line and got a good time of 0.9 seconds. The judges were speechless, and astonished how our hovercraft moved that
With my relay team stretched,warmed up, and ready to go, we headed towards the stadium where we would race against the fastest girls in the nation. Intimidated but not deterred we headed out of Tent City and into the gates of Turner Stadium. Knowing this was my last race I would run with my close friends and relay team, being it 's the last race of the season and we all weren’t going to be in the same age group next year, I had a whole new mind set. I was constantly thinking, “we have to make top ten because we can make top ten.” “We have the times, we have the strength, we have the speed, we just need to have the guts to walk in there like we are going to shred the track into pieces.
The group of newbies dedicated hundreds of hours preparing and practicing for the competition, yet on March 20th it was with astonishment and amazement that they accepted their first place prize. Meigs
“It always seems impossible until it's done.” Much like Odysseus’s pilgrimage home to Ithaca, my journey through middle school was filled with many twists and turns. As terrifying as it was to row past Scylla’s cave, taking those first steps into the sixth grade hall was a very similar experience. Throughout my middle school odyssey, I learned many lessons such as how to have self-confidence and bravery in tough situations, to be ambitious, and to always persevere. When Homer wrote The Odyssey, he clearly illustrated that Odysseus never stopped believing in himself by rowing past Charybdis, and approaching Aeolus, the god of the winds.
I often recall memories from elementary school and retell stories from my childhood. One specific long term-memory is the science fair in second grade. In this science fair, from each class, one student was selected to participate to win a prize at the fair. The rules were to create a science project of our choice using a topic from the science book. I decided to test the different densities of 5 liquids and see what objects could float in those liquids.
During my final year of Cross Country around Regionals at Oglethorpe, I ran my final race for my high school career. Banks County was nearly number one in the State, the furthest we had ever ranked in history, and spirit and hopes for State Championship were high. I was nervous, like nobody’s business, I had messed up during my senior night because I was upset for my parents for not showing up and escorting me. And I was scared that I was going to do horribly. But as I ran, I realized that if I let my past mistakes and failures hold me back or get in my way, so I ran, harder and better than I ever had before and apparently even beat a “skinny kid”.
This was my chance to have something that would really raise my confidence. Since the beginning of the season I had wanted to play in this tournament, but I knew to get there it would take a lot of grit and perseverance. My coach could only take 6 boys to this tournament so he was gonna take the best possible to good as a team.
When I started high school, the club that excited me the most, was National Honors Society. So, at the first chance I got, in my sophomore year. After being a member for a year, I quickly realized that I wanted to take on a leadership opportunity in the club. So, I took a shot for the stars, and campaigned for being president of Honors Society. Though I had some competition, I put my all into composing a speech, and I won the presidency, and I have been president since.
I’ve always wondered why people with a little or a lot of power tend to treat you unjustly. I’ve experienced many times when people with power treated me poorly. There were times in school with teachers, in school with principles and even out in public places. When I experienced these moments they made me feel like there were something wrong with me or I was different. Also, it made me feel like I was different from others… but not in a good way.
It seemed we were too confident as it turns out both groups had lost, and only medal were to earn was a 3rd place medal for the alternates, meaning my brother earned a medal while we did not. And though we may have not succeed on that day, I told myself that I will win at least once. And so, I kept up with my academic skills, especially towards my math skills, and never gave up towards my mindset. And though it may have been a while, as part of the 8th grade Eliot Middle School Math Field Day team, we had finally won. Though it may be only a bronze medal, I was happy
As a student, I have grown in my skills for academic success by having to write an essay in my Honors English class. We’ve recently finished reading the novel The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, and were told to write an essay about one of the given prompts. Before having to write this essay, I was struggling with the type of vocabulary and perspective, which was third-person, I was supposed to use. I had to find the right quotes from the book and explain in detail how they support the prompt, I felt that was the hardest for me. The words “I” or “me” weren’t allowed in the essay, unless they were in quotes.
I have logged countless hours on the motocross track competing to finish first. All of my hard work eventually paid off when I won the main event at the last race of the season. This competitiveness has been both a challenge and a gift. It drives me to be the best that I possibly can in school, sports or just day to day life. I cannot settle for anything but perfection.
Nobel Prize winning economist, F.A. Hayek, in his book The Road to Serfdom, published in 1944 addresses the topic of the rise of socialism in the West, and argues that it must be stopped to keep the United States, United Kingdom, and other Western democracies from ending up like Nazi Germany. Hayek argues that many of the same developments and thought processes that opened the door for totalitarian socialism, be it “Right” National Socialism or fascism in Germany and Italy, or “Left” Stalinist communism in the Soviet Union can be seen in the West, but they are developing much slower and can still be reversed. He says that desire for economic collectivism, has risen in the West but its effects can be seen in these centralized totalitarian
The first day of middle school for me was both terrifying and exciting. I made a lot of new friends within the year. I remember the first day very well. I had woke up at 5;30 a.m. I was extremely tired.
My capstone activities will primarily focus on learning how to properly read, write, and speak Hmong. I will also be adding history courses with topics related to the Hmong because I personally feel that I do not know enough about my roots and history. I know that in order to be successful in who I want to be or what I want to be, I need to start with myself. As a young child, I had always had the desire to learn how to read and write in my native language.
As I began the journey of returning to school, one of my biggest fears, was the writing aspect in the classes. The fear of reading and writing has never been a strong quality; however, I have never able to successfully be creative in the way I learn. I understand my weaknesses and when I need to focus on my strengths. I am constantly learning new ways, skills, and tools to utilize to continue to grow as a writer. Focusing on my strengths allows me to have the security that I can be a good writer.