Kayla Montgomery is worth admiring because she is still chasing her dream while being diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. MS blocks nerve signals which causes her legs to go numb while running in the races. Kayla is one of the fastest long distance runners in the country and is a freshman on an athletic scholarships at Nashville’s Lipscomb University. With her condition, she has no feeling whatsoever while running when her body temperature gets higher and higher. People feel as if that isn 't fair- but when Kayla gets to the finish line, it then turns into a struggle.
Being cheer captain is something you have to work for and should keep working for even if you get it. Becoming captain is not a popularity contest and should not be thought of as a position to be better than others. Being captain should be something that you want to make your team better and be held to the standards that everyone will ahold you to. It is also something that a lot of girls dream of. As captain, I want us to be a family.
Lindsay told me that when she was in high school that this verse is what she read every time she was down or needed inspiration, “no temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it.” 1 Corinthians 10:13. This verse says to me that no matter how tempted you are to do things, God will not let you go past more than you can handle, and that He will help you through it. I feel that Lindsay is kind of living through this verse, because she has faith in all of us.
All of my previous friendships only lasted for a few months or a year at most. Even though I, the naïve, little first grader, did not know it at the time, my friendship with Alana, like all those friendships, would end just as quickly as it began. When I moved away from my home to an unfamiliar, almost alien place, I felt disconsolate and alone, that I would never make friends, until she came along. Alana kept her long brown, golden curls tied up in a ponytail and it always bobbed every time she walked. She looked similar to her mom with her hazel eyes, slightly plump physique, and tanned skin.
When I first started running for the track team freshman year, I was so innocently-minded and had not noticed a simple demographic difference in the people who tend to run the long-distance events and the sprinting events. My first race, I jogged up to the starting line and looked at my competitors left and right of me who happened to all seem much larger and more experienced than I was. That was all I noticed. A few minutes later one of the girls at the line jokingly said to me with a surprised manner that I was the little white girl running the 200 meter dash and I was going to get smoked by the genetically-advantaged black girls running in my heat. Her comment confused me because I didn’t think it mattered that I was white but I brushed it off my shoulders and ran.
It all started with Abby Rose, the most popular girl at school. abby Rose is like that one girl at all schools who think she 's better than everyone else! Of course she had her little group of friends who never left her side but she was the one who everyone wanted to be like. I even looked up to her until one day when she approached me, I should 've known she was trouble . no I am definitely not as popular or crate as everyone thinks Abby is and I would never think I was good enough for her to talk to.
In the beginning of my Freshman year, I joined my high school’s rugby team. When I joined the team I had no background knowledge on the rules or how to play rugby. My first rugby season was very frustrating and challenging. Within the first week almost every girl excelled due to their knowledge on proper technique; while I struggled tremendously. I decided to stay and continue to learn how to play rugby because I believe in striving to achieve my desires, but at times I felt stuck in the same place on the same level.
And just as easy as it was to get away with stuff, it was easier to get into more trouble. I began school at the age of three; I don’t remember any of it but according to my mother I was a very smart girl and had already learned how to read and somewhat write, so the school system sent me to first grade, I was always the youngest yet taller kid in the classroom. It was the worst. After fifth grade the school system did not allow me to take sixth grade and moved me on to seven grade, I thought that was the greatest thing
Raising three children on her own, fulfillment of her dream came from many sacrifices required to complete her higher education goals early on in life, footsteps I plan to follow myself. A competitive athlete whose running career did not start until her junior year of high school when her school finally allowed the women to have a program. Yet she did not receive any recognition for the success her team experienced in high school for winning regionals during their first year of competition. Upon returning to visit her high school just a few years ago, she found that they had not put a banner up in the gym for her sport. Unlike every other sport that received public recognition for their accomplishments, she was denied this award as it “did not really matter” even after providing proof from a news article she kept.
Going into college, athletics were always first priority to me; but after being a regular starter on my soccer team entering my junior year, my priorities were completely reversed. My first two years of college saw me as one of four players (out of a class of 22 players) to be on the varsity soccer team, meaning that I was exposed to long bus rides, missing classes for team events, and constantly being a lesson behind other students in my class. I had trouble balancing soccer, work, and school during that time, as I was only able to maintain a 3.1 GPA. I decided that putting all my effort in soccer was not the correct route to take, as school was going to lead me further in life. For the next two seasons, I was on a
My purpose in joining cross country was to prove to my self and others that I have the will the never give up. XC is a tough sport that nobody can magically get good at over night. It took dedication and hard work to get to where you are at the end of the season. I remember running a 26:43 in 9th grade but I practiced and practiced. Now I hold a personal record of a 18:41 for my last year of cross country in high school.
With every visit I get with her, I continue to learn new things. I thank her every time I get to see her. She has motivated me to be outspoken and to be opinionated. During most visits Mrs. B lets me know how proud she is of me. That I too am an independent lady and to never let anyone tell me that I cannot do something on my own.
The squad cheers at the very first varsity football game Aug. 21, the Friday before the semester even began. Cheerleading coach Christie Gray, who had been pregnant throughout the whole summer, said, “With the help of my three assistants, my pregnancy did not affect my coaching schedule at all. We lost many talented girls last year, so we had to work together and much harder than usual. After 15 years of coaching, you realize that every year is different and you learn to focus on the positives of what each team has to offer.” The cheerleaders didn’t perform at the Newbridge Bank Jamboree because they used the summer as a time to rebuild.
When I first started band I was in 7th grade and I had the highest hopes that band would be the best and easiest class I had ever taken but that thought was abandoned the first day of summer band. I had no clue what I was doing and if I didn 't mark my spot right I would get yelled at and get in trouble. When I say that it takes a lot of work we had to basically run across a football field while carrying a 20lb instrument, dodging people, playing a song, all while watching the drum major so you can keep on the beat. But I always used the seniors and other