“It’s good sportsmanship”, my dad said. After, we ran to the stand that had our trophies on it. I walked up to my dad with pride and excitement as he handed me the first trophy I ever owned. I began to think about how he has always been there supporting me, helping me grow on and off the field, and telling me that not everything goes the way people want it to in life and they have to accept that. I was 5 years old, and it was my first year playing soccer or any sport at all.
Ellison’s story depicted many scenes that involved the narrator not having a choice. Ellison’s story was deeply rooted in power. White men forced the boys to fight blindfolded, he was not given a choice. The narrator was contrived into participating or faced being harmed physically. “ But as we tried to leave we were stopped and ordered to get into the ring.
My freshman year of high school Coach Specht was the assistant soccer coach. At tryouts he told me that I would have a bright future as a player and could possibly play varsity as a freshman. Throughout the year, I keep putting in the time and finally half way through the season, I got my chance to play my first varsity game. This showed me that he really believed in my skill, to put a freshman in against mostly juniors and seniors. Not many coaches will risk putting someone that young on the field.
He screamed in agony, and slipped off the bridge, and fell down the steepest part of the hill. The bridge had become solid ice and incredibly slick. The teachers that were watching everyone had started to notice people crying and getting injured on our hill. This meant to play we had to be more tactical and sneaky than strong and
No one ever calls me a chicken, and if someone does then bad things will happen to them. “I AM NOT A CHICKEN!!!!!!!! !” I screamed. Soon after I tried to tackle Noodle, but his weight surpassed my strength. He then tackled me and sent me straight to the ground.
Just as the boat bumped back on the platform, I stood up from my seat and rushed off the boat before storming out of the cave. Finally out of that jet-black place, the yellow light of the sun mixed with my watery eyes started bothering me, keeping me from focusing my view of the park rides, visitors and tall palm trees. I rubbed my wrists on my eyes to dry them up, as I didn’t want the entire Disneyland to know I had been scared of a simple boat ride. The happiness and joy of being outside again were major feelings I kept at the moment. I had exaggerated a bit by thinking that I would never come out of that place.
Unfortunately, failure came before success. This experience has aided me in all other aspects of my life, because it serves as an encouragement whenever something does not go as planned. Having been apart of different cheer teams for about 5 year. Some of my accomplishments would include first place at nationals, first place winner at state, and first overall best at UCA camp. I was even able to make the SACS Varsity cheer team, which is an unforgettable experience knowing that they are one of the best in town.
My First College Football Game Clemson vs. NC State was the first college football game I had ever gone to; I remember how excited I was to watch Clemson beat NC State. My step sister Emmaline was a student at Clemson obtained six free tickets that would normally cost five-hundred dollars. My family and I had just driven four hours to watch our favorite football team compete. I expected Clemson to win with ease and was thrilled to finally see them play. Little did I know that it would be filled with new experiences, intense moments, and even become a yearly family tradition.
An experience that was meaningful to me was the time that my entire family and I went to Disney from July 1st,2010 to July 14th,2010 it was such a great experience. Jumping with excitement the first time that I found out (Participle). It was going to be my first big trip with my mom’s boyfriend who is now my dad. This was a trip that was holding such a big surprise at the end of it. I full of excitement (Absolute), got to packing as soon as I found out.
The trampoline allowed me to escape the boundaries set by gravity. For my 16th birthday my friend and I made the trip to Sky Zone, an indoor playground filled with trampolines from wall to wall. After signing the waiver, I ventured my way out into the free jump section. Swinging my arms in rhythm with my bounce, I began to build momentum. Pushing harder and harder with every jump, I reached towering heights as I tested out the resilience of the springs.
He started to dribble and took about 3 dribbles then i just had to reach. I thought i was gonna get a foul but i ripped it from him and took back to the other side and dunked it. By this time everyone was on their feet. Everyone on the bench was jumping exuberantly and excited. They ended up calling a timeout to chill
Football has been my favorite sport since I could run. Running free in the grass with friends and family made me appreciate the the quality of life I was blessed to have. Senior year of high school I went from league champions to below .500 records. Lake Winaukee was where the team would prep and practice for the upcoming season. As a senior, I felt I was obliged to help my team win football games and the place we could create chemistry was Lake Winaukee.
We started to tumble and my coach was spotting me on my roundoff back handspring. But, I always kept messing up, never landing on my feet, my coach yelling at me to just do it already and not make a fool out of my self. So I tried even harder, but I never did well. I was relieved when the practice got over. I went to the locker room and just slumped down sweaty and gross and tired.
I had to get my mind right that whole weekend because I knew it was going to be a big game for me. I just have to go out there and “Ball out.” People doubted me and said I couldn 't guard number 3 so I watch pros and trained myself because I knew he was a good receiver. When people doubt me I get mad and try my best to prove them wrong. At the end of the game we came through and won. One of the best games I 've ever had in my life.
It haunted me to the point I didn 't hear my dads usual commentary on my game. I kept thinking about it until I came to the conclusion that if I couldn 't play as fast as I used to I would have to make up for it in some way. The next day at practice I watched some of the defenders that were typically slower than most of our offenders to see how they overcame their lack of speed. I saw that a lot of them played tighter on their respective opponents and didn 't allow them a chance to turn at all so a foot race couldn 't be started. I tried that tactic but couldn 't quite get it.