I was extremely excited to be captain because of my love for the sport and for my amazing team, especially because it was going to be my last year competing. My school has still not won a City Championship, but my team and I wanted to change that this year. We all pushed ourselves to the limit, and we worked harder than ever before. On the day of our City Championship meet, we cheered each other on and we put on our best performance. We were all worried that the team that had been disqualified during my freshman year was going to win.
On a hot game day in Athens Georgia where is the most likely place you can find Carine? Marching with the Redcoat band of course! Throughout High School my dream was to one-day march with the famous Redcoat Band. All I wanted was to wear the striking black hat with the arches and proudly display the Georgia G on my back. I had watched patiently as older members of my high school moved on to UGA and were indoctrinated into the finest band in the land.
I admired their Spirit and determination, but I knew I wouldn’t hear the end of it. They did not exhibit good sportsmanship this year. As we walked out of the gymnasium, none of the Sophomores talked about the 2nd year defeat. It was overwhelming how much of a change we would need to make if we didn’t want to place last for next year’s Spirit
I enter this fall semester a seasoned veteran of the drum line, having been on the line since my sophomore year. Last year was rough to say the least, and I intend to make this my best year yet. We lost a lot of people coming into this season, either through graduated seniors, or people who left the program. One of the people who decided to leave was my best friend. This was hard for me to take, and I am still adjusting to life in band without her.
I remember that when we played Los Fresno my sophomore we lost to them extremely bad, I remember the score being 72-0. Towards the end of the 2014-2015 season when we didn’t win any games our head coach Jason Starkey told us that “ next year we will have a better season and that we will work together to win games. The
This argument is full of hasty generalizations and lacks any solid logos support. All throughout the paragraph, the author generalizes seniors to all succumbing to senioritis when he/she does not do so throughout the whole essay. By generalizing this section, the author also generalizes the idea that all seniors are bored with their life when many are not. The author goes against this idea later in the essay, contradicting his/herself, in the fourth body paragraph by saying that teens who are involved in their school enjoy their senior year, yet another hasty generalization. School involvement being the authors counterargument brings up another weakness within their essay; she/he does not refute therefore leaving an explanation opposing their viewpoint to be taken away from his/her
Our Scott City high school baseball team hasn 't been good my whole high school career. We have lost more games in the last four years than any team I know of. My freshman year we only won one baseball game, sophomore year only won one game, junior year we won three games and this year we have won 3 games out of five that 's better than I thought we would do. I think a big part why we lose is because the coaches and the players who don 't try. My freshman and sophomore year we had coach Baker and he seemed to try to make us better we just couldn 't fix the problem.
That summer, I felt good and I was doing well with the running and I thought this would be the year. Again, my dreams were crushed as I didn’t make varsity and also was forced to switch positions and lost my starting spot at the beginning of the season. I had fallen far from being a freshman playing on JV to as a junior losing my starting spot to a freshman playing JV. Oh, the irony. It was after that season that I realized, that through the first 3 years of my high school soccer career, I had been trying to please someone and I wasn’t focused on enjoying what was in front of me.
Football now is very different than it was when I was a kid. In highschool, it is not all fun and games, it is business. I work my butt off all year. In the off season I worked out almost every day, and during the season I push myself as hard as I can in practice to become better. To be honest, it can suck and I felt like quitting after my sophomore year, but I reminded myself how much it meant to me.
Because of his outstanding ability to motivate us, the quality of our music and marching drills rapidly improved. As a result, we were awarded superior ratings and best in class awards during our Fall competition season. My service as band president has taught me the value of a good work ethic, the strength to go the extra mile, commitment, and selflessness. I will carry these lessons with me to college next year and eventually to my chosen career as a Graphic Designer. In an interview with a local news station about our band’s fundraising drive to purchase new uniforms, I said, “It’s a new era for the Ardmore Tiger Marching Band.” I’m so thankful to have had a hand in such a significant
Two months had gone by before I was able to fully return to school. Overwhelmed with all the material I had missed, I simply struggled in returning. Test, quizzes, and homework from various classes began to conquer my confidence in a successful year. I soon accepted the false thoughts that consumed my determination, I had given up on the year not even half way through it. My grades began to dropping, all the hard work I had put in, over my high school career, for the sake of my GPA didn 't matter to me anymore.
But I soon stopped because of all the sports I was playing and the little time I spent practicing. My teacher quickly got frustrated that was wasting my talent and decided to let me go. Then, a couple summers later I started guitar but since I did not stick with it after summer it did not last long Growing up the music culture around me was always very strong. So, when I stopped playing an instrument it was almost not heard when eight of cousins on my Dad 's side play some kind of instrument. They are also all huge Irish step dancers.
I went into both competitions excited and motivated only to walk away frustrated and disappointed. Everything that could have possibly gone wrong while I was vaulting went wrong. “Why me?” I asked myself. I had been working harder than anybody else I knew; I trained all year long, I would stay an hour longer at practice than my other teammates, and I would even have double practices a few times a week (one at school and one with my club coach). I was so discouraged, not just one meet but two meets in a row I was unable to clear any
While I do not consider it a failure now at the time I was definitely frustrated with myself and considered it a failure. When I had to repeat my junior year I was mad at myself for not be able to complete the school year. As time went on I was able to focus on the positives in the situation and I was able to finally accept that I was not prepared for my senior year both emotionally and academically considering I missed so much school. If I did continue on to senior year I would not have been close to prepared as I am now for college. I ended up repeating my junior year due to the fact that I missed close to two-thirds of school due to a medical condition.