I have faced many challenges in my life, but none have been as significant as my concussions. My concussions changed me; I found that I was not as indestructible as I thought I once was. The concussions opened my eyes to the "unfairness" of life. It was the summer of my freshman year. I had been competing in water polo all year long and we were in the middle of summer training.
Has a child around the age of two years old I listened to no one, dressed myself and liked to do everything on my own excluding potty training myself. Somewhere with the transition from middle school to high school I lost myself and some independence along the way. My freshman year had been a bust of getting in trouble and My sophomore year had been all about finding myself. Freshman year I found myself dating a senior boy and ditching out on class. Studies and my future came last in my mind.
The Playground” has more morals than just running around and coaching some children during the summer for Thomas Chang. As he exclaims, “That summer job turned out to be one of the best learning experiences I’ve ever had.” (pg.1) Even though he was scared or not sure if he wanted to “walk onto playground,” he still took that chance and the second week was ready to venture out on his own. He realized that in order to teach someone or even just coach them you have to earn their respect. For example, he discovered that “blowing a whistle and shouting was not impressive,” (pg.1) or didn’t get them to do anything. Once, he started “talking on their level” he earned their respect and was able to do more with them.
He almost died last spring and I realized how much he continues to influence people, especially me. He taught me to have dreams and set goals. “If people don’t laugh at your dreams, they aren’t big enough, son.” But he also emphasized planning! “No one plans to fail, but if you fail to plan you will fail.” Since I was about 13 I had a desire to become a teacher and coach, but didn’t develop a plan until high school. I remember some of my friends laughing at me when I said
These two themes are supported all throughout the story in scenes like when the teachers gave Ender a team of a bunch of kids that have never been to battle school, and when Ender trains his low skilled team to beat the many veterans at the school, and cimb to first place. They are also shown when the teachers give Ender and his team their first game nine weeks early, two games a day, and pitted them against two other teams who were waiting in the arena for them. Ender somehow gets through it and pulls it all together. Growing up was painful for Ender, but life is good in the end. Keep your head up — and remember, the enemy’s gate is
He was there to coach his son and keep the nagging parents happy. Right from the first day on campus I knew this would be a problem, but I never suspected it to get this bad. I was playing well, the team was winning, and it felt as if we knew whom the starters were. I was playing a strong first base, and hitting with a respectable average. I knew that there was a returner that I would have to compete with, but I had been playing much better baseball.
None of the previous games mattered until that weekend. We shut out the other teams and made it to the championship bracket on Sunday. We had not played Ridgefield until then. It was a scorching, dry and unbearable day. The sun beat down constantly with temperatures that had reached 90 by noon, and I was our teams catcher.
Many of the seniors had egos, full of themselves in every aspect possible. It was a rude awakening to the reality of high school to be apart of this team as a freshman. In retrospect, I believe that my transition into high school would have been smoother if I would’ve asked to be on the Junior varsity. Although this would have hindered my growth as a player, it’s a sacrifice I realize now that would have been worth it. The commencement of this harassment came during the start of school at lunch, a couple weeks
That fall I joined the cross country team and lettered varsity. Later in the spring I joined my high school’s musical, and a year later I got the lead role. These were two things I ended up loving throughout my high school career that I never would’ve had the courage to try if I had stayed in my comfort zone of playing softball. I knew I had given up a major part of who I was, but what I didn’t know was all the other new experiences and people waiting behind that door. The injury itself was a brutal ending to a big part of what I thought made me who I was.
Everyone has had a failure in their life, you can’t say that you haven’t. Sometimes they are really small fails, or they can be some really big fails. Maybe, you fell down a flight of stairs as a kid, or maybe you failed a very important test in college. You always learn from your lessons, so that you don’t make the mistake again. Well, my mistake is being stupid on an electric scooter, I didn’t even have the scooter for 24 hours and I had already crashed it.
I leaped as high as I could and unfortunately missed the tip the game was already heading south but the game had just started so we had no worries. The first quarter had several lead changes we both had bad shooting quarters shooting below the 30% but that wasn’t what mattered we were all worried about looking good as a team and winning the game not individual stats. About ¾ of the way through the first quarter our coach called a timeout and called us to the sideline and said “Guys you are a great group of kids and have made my coaching experience beyond expectable and you are a bright group of kids so after this season I’ll be retiring and making sure I go out with bang so win this game for me!” and that’s when the game took a drastic change, we began to play with our heart not just our
we were play 29 palms that week, they are our biggest rivals after yucca and i just wanted to get yellow paint on my helmet so bad. last year when we played them a big boy crushed me and i hurt my ankle. i was really hoping he was a freshman last year so i could get some payback. I woke up the morning of the game put some makeup on and a mask that looked very human like and went to school. i told everyone that i was an exchange student and would only be there for two days.
Not being able to run was going to be a challenge for me. I loved running, and seeing myself not run was going to be hard for me. This time trial determined who would make Varsity and Junior Varsity. The time trial consisted of a little less than 3.2 mile run. I was right behind the top girl runners the whole time.
Although we hate running it really help us get back into shape and our stamina. There is only 2 days till our big tournament and I think that we have a pretty good chance of all of the team we are competing against. “Come on your going to be late!” said my mom with such urge to leave the house and get to the field. “Mom we still have 5 hours till we have to be in DC” I said, and at this point I’m really annoyed with all of her nagging. “You’re on field 5” my mom said as we walked on the field.