My freshman year of high school, during basketball season, I injured my knee while playing in a home game versus Paola. I ended up tearing my acl and meniscus in my right knee, resulting in a surgery and a lot of therapy. I loved playing basketball and it was my favorite sport, but ever since I injured myself I haven’t felt the same way about the sport.
Second semester of my sophomore year is when my life got flipped around. It was the middle of the season for basketball when I was struck by a knee on my shoulder at practice. I didn 't think much about it at the time, all I knew was that I was in pain. I was a starting post on JV as well as a full time varsity player. The last thing I needed was to get injured when my basketball career was just getting started.That day started a winding road that has not found an end even to this day. Doctors appointments after doctors appointments, they just couldn 't find what was wrong with my shoulder. Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Injection after injection, just trying to find a cure for my pain, but nothing seemed to be
A quick turn on a soccer field led me to the worst experience in my life. A while back in my sophomore year I tore my ACL while I was practicing for my first soccer game of the school year. I made a quick turn without positioning my feet correctly on the ground. I thought that I broke my knee, but I never knew that after that day I would have experienced the worst day a month after on February 15th. The day I had knee surgery.
Sophomore year I was playing at a soccer tournament with my old team. I was playing a great game even though the score was not reflecting my hard work. Towards the end of the game I jumped up caught the ball landed, my body went one way and my legs went the other, then I fell to the ground. Everyone around me had heard a pop, I knew it was my ACL. From this moment in my soccer career I knew I needed to be determined and to be focused on my recovery in order to get back out there. Recovering wasn’t hard, the hardest part was keeping my strength. Through my surgery soccer has taught me many things that I use outside of soccer. One thing it taught me is to never quit, not just from the recovery but from many thing. I was very the best on the
I don’t recall having a hard time learning how to read. It was one of those things that just came easily to me for some reason. For the most part I enjoyed reading as well. The only time I didn’t enjoy reading was when I didn’t understand a certain word or a certain phrase. One of the strongest memories I have from learning to read was when I was unable to pronounce the word “the”.
I am still not fully recovered and I most likely won’t ever be, there will always be that little voice inside my head. I started my journey with addiction and recovery the summer before freshman year.
When a person thinks about bullying, it usually involves a young kid in a playground and a bigger kid trying to take his or her lunch money. Another instance would be a high-school student on the Internet cyber-bullying another high-school student. What most people do not see is someone of higher power bullying someone under them. Like a boss and an employee, or a teacher and a student, or for my sake, a coach and an athlete. Being bullied can make some people feel the need to end their existence, but some can point out bullying because they know what it is like to have someone be nice to them, and bullies can make their victims so scared of them that the victims do not want to do anything about it. In the book Narrative of the Life of Frederick
When I partially tore my ACL I had to show grit not to give up playing football. It was during warmups for a football game in 7th grade. The offense was all lined up with me as an outside receivor with Derrick on the inside. When Nick hiked the ball I raced to the cornerback ,who happened to be Ethan Goodwin, and started blocking him. Then the whistle blew so I looked over at Nick to see what happened and realized that that he had just thrown the ball. It was a bullet for Derrick who was sprinting directly at me. The ball was just a little too far so Derrick jumped. Right at me! I didn’t move so he slammed into my knee and that was the end of my 7th grade career. Looking back I realize that it took a lot of grit not to just give up playing
The transition from eighth grade to ninth grade is one of the most difficult but unforgettable things a student must do in his adolescence. For me, it was filled with new opportunities of taking Ap classes and joining clubs. One of these cubs was Youth and Government (Y&G). For as long as I can remember my brother, Riad, has boasted about how amazing Y&G is and how it has changed his life. My brother is three years older then me, so as a freshman he was a senior in Y&G. I was so excited for the year due to the fact that i got to experience Y&G with my brother. Little did I know that senior year changed my brother.
Lani: I was helping for someone’s project for COMM 245; I was in the video lab, in the studio. I was on campus and decided to contact everyone I knew who comes to the school. I remember I sent out a snap saying guys I think there is a shooting, be careful and then I started sending out individual texts to people making sure they were okay, like hey are you good? Stay out of an area. I didn’t know how many people were getting shot. I just knew it’s not good and that we have to be careful. At first, the campus was like we are unsure, just be careful, and then it took some time till I finally got an email that said stay on campus and were held there for about two hours, I just kept recording.
I used to be so oblivious. I would attend school every day and criticize my surroundings, little did I know how much I actually had. Come junior year, I observed a flyer for a club called S.A.L.T. (Student-Athlete Leadership Team), it seemed interesting to me so I decided to fill out an application. During our first meeting at 6:45 in the morning, Coach Jones, the head of the club, explained, “I did not cut anyone since you will cut yourself, you will give up and you will not want to put the work in, so you will stop coming. As a result, I will know who our leaders are”. That proclamation was something that genuinely made me think.
“Oh please! You guys say that you want to move into this new house because it looks great. The real reason is because the commute to my therapist is much faster. I’m fine mom and dad! I don’t need antidepressants nor do I need a therapist. Maybe the real reason why I have been depressed all these years is because you have no interest towards my life. Ever since you thought I starting having problems, you look at me like I am a deformed stranger!”
Andrew, my older brother, in middle of the road he was tired to keep ride the ox for 1 month. He asked me to replace him, so he can get some sleep. But then I do not have any experience of riding ox, that cause our wagon go wrong trail. The sky was dark like almost rain, I was panic. Everyone was in poor health because digest least food. It will take the several days to get back the trail, I scare that we can’t get back in time.
Being the child of an addict is terrifying! You never know how and why it started. And you always wonder if it was you the one that caused it. After you find out you always wonder if he is going to go back to his old habits. The only thing you think about is him and his health. Seven years of addiction can change you but most people do not see a difference. I did not see a difference in my dad during those seven years until i found out he was addicted to ice (meth). Once i was told he was addicted i started noticing all the changes in his body. All the mood swings and the multiple times he would go out during the day. I was a freshmen in high school when my mom decided to put him in a rehab home. I was on my way to school with my mom and my sister and she was
I constantly stay ‘plugged into’ my recovery community in a variety of different ways. I know that it plays a huge part in my personal recovery in helping me stay clean and sober. A few of the ways I am able to stay connected are through hospitals and institutions, as well as picking up service commitments at my home group. I am a big advocate of H&I’s because they were a key component of my recovery when I was in treatment. I was tremendously inspired when I heard someone who was doing well in the outside world share their experience, strength, and hope. I believe that coming into a treatment center to share the message gives the clients that are in treatment a great amount of hope and shows them that they are very capable of staying clean