In chapter 11 of In the Time of Butterflies, a positive aspect of prison for Maria Teresa is the strong relationships she built with the other women because it gave her something to depend on while she was going through tough times. On April 8, Maria Teresa wrote about her conversations with the other women in prison. Her and another lady Magdalena started talking about the strong connection that all the women shared in jail. After the conversation began between the two, the other women came over to Maria Teresa and Magdalena and started to share their ideas and opinions. All the women were starting to come together as a group and their relationships were getting stronger.
Before I even stepped into my high school as an official freshman I knew I was going to be a part of my school one way or the other. I made it a goal to be a part of some type of extra-curricular project all four years. This goal I know I have succeeded in because I have been a part of the following extra- curricular projects: three years of SWAT club, four years of Raider Riot, and three varsity sports. All of these extra- curricular projects have made my high school career not only interesting but also made me a better person in the long run. One of the only clubs I was able to be a part of in high school was the SWAT club.
I vividly remember joining my high school the football program as a freshman and idolizing all the upperclassmen. They were so big, strong, fast, and everything they said came off as gospel. Over the next three years, I loved my time in the program. I grew so much as a teammate, leader, and student. The constant time dedicated to the program assisted the development of important time management
When I first thought about how soccer impacted my life, nothing really came to mind. I was that kid who mostly looked forward to the end of the game snacks and bringing around the goal jar. But when I actually began thinking about more about playing soccer I realized that soccer was the first place where I was fully submerged into something completely new. I learned how to make friends, how be a leader, and how to have good sportsmanship. These are all things that have made me into the person I am today and it all began on the soccer field.
One day five years ago my father asked me if I wanted to be the water boy for the Milton Hershey School football team. I said, “Yes”. So for three years I was the water boy. I once got cleated in the face. I had to sit down for a little, but then I sprang up as fast as a rabbit.
It was a hot Monday morning, a horrible day for any sort of athletic practice, however the football coaches thought it was the perfect weather. James frowned as he stepped out of the locker room. The air was sticky and he felt almost like he was trapped in a vacuum, it was hard to breath. The click clack of cleats on concrete signaled the exit of the rest of the team.
“A house is made of walls and beams… A home is made of love and dreams,” (William Arthur Ward). As teammates, we are brothers on that field, and we have to put everything out on that field together. We have to show love towards each other because without it; we will fall. We have to work together to see our dreams realized or we will be crushed.
One sunny afternoon on June 6, 2012 we gathered at the neighborhood baseball field in Wizzy, TX. The neighborhood kids came and family members it was quite a lot of kids that gathered to play today. We started off picking leaders and teams dividing us up in even amounts and flipping a coin to see who hits first. We started the ball game and both teams were doing amazing with fielding and hitting. Then boom the drama started and nobody had a clue why Enrique and Birdie were fighting.
You can't really go wrong with football it is America’s game. Personally, football has been a love of mine for the past 16 years. In those 16 years, football has taught me so much and has crafted a ton of my skills on and off the football field. There is a reason I have committed myself to this profession for nearly my entire life. Throughout my evaluation I will include
As a freshman, and a coach 's son, I came onto the football team and took a starting spot from a junior, who had started in that spot all of last season. There were quite a few players that weren 't happy with the decision, but I felt as if I 'd earned the spot. I knew that the only way i would gain their approval was to stand out. All season I listened to, "He only starts because he is the coaches son" but I tried to block it all out. The junior, who 's spot I took, took all his anger out on me in practice, taking every cheap shot possible while people weren 't paying attention.
It was a hot July night. The softball game that had been scheduled, was cancelled because the other team was short 2 players. Right after the umpires called the game, the girls showed up. So, instead of completely wasting everyone's night, the coaches decided it would be a good idea to have a scrimmage. It would be good practice for everyone.
I couldn’t wait any longer, I kept counting down the hours in my head, I could barely sleep last night because I was so excited. Game time was seven p.m, although I got to the field a little after one p.m because I wanted to watch my friends play in their JV soccer game. Some of my teammates started showing up at the field a little before three o’clock. We practiced for about half an hour to warm-up a little and to go over some things that we would need to know for the game (no coaches, just the players). At about 4:30 everything I was dreaming of and thinking about was starting to become a reality.
On my first year of football, it was the 7 game of the season and it was my names day. So in the 2nd or 3rd quarter the had done a pass to me and i scored a touchdown, and then defense went on the field and we had made the other team hadn't punted the ball so we had a turnover on downs and we did some running plays and they weren't getting yards so the couch picked a pass play to me again. I had ran the route and had caught the ball.
My Story Ever since I was a little kid I have wanted to go to the army or play football in college. I have been watching football since I was a little boy i use to sit with my day and listen how much he wanted to play and how he thought I would be so good even know my parents got a divorce when I was about six years old . I have still tried to push myself to the max to play in college . Even know he is not here and I don 't know where he is I still have been trying to impress him.
Being a senior and this might be my last time on the field ever again I gave everything that I have every time I stepped on the field putting my blood and sweat into it. Staying in the gym late waking up in the the morning to workout even when I don't have to. Playing football showed me to not be selfish, to give my time back to the community volunteering for the road race and to help out the community. I became a leader not not giving into any negative influences and to always stay positive, being by my brother's side even when times seem to be bad to leave no man behind. I remember when trash was left on the bus we all had got punished coach had taught an important lesson to not be selfish to think about the team we all had go punished for that even though it was because of one person this showed how if anything happens it is not on one person
