It took me a whole year in college to realize that firefighting was something I did not want to pursue. Desperately looking for a new major, I started to consider teaching, but purely for selfish reasons. However, somewhere during my second year of college, there was a significant spark that led me to want to pursue teaching for a different reason. In high school, sports were everything, maintaining a good GPA was crucial.
It was extremely difficult to plan and lead these rehearsals because I had no experience doing it. My band director always made it look easy and I learned very quickly that it was not as easy as it seemed. Planning a rehearsal required a lot of forethought because I had to know what areas of the music or drill that the band needed the most practice with. Being drum major taught me an appreciation that I did not have as a child for the job that my band director performs on a daily basis.
I decided that I was going to run cross country in the fall, something I never even considered before. The first week of practise, I anticipated dreading going on the long runs and suffering through difficult workouts. Instead, what found was the most supportive group of people in my school and even more surprising I discovered my love of running. Now in my senior year of high school, I have become a dedicated runner who finds enjoyment in the pain of pushing yourself to the limit. Cross Country has taught me many lessons such as the importance of commitment and determination, however the lesson that stands out is the importance of being open to new opportunities and overcoming obstacles.
Nothing was extraordinary about my life. I was just a normal ninth grader on the junior varsity cross country team. My times were not that great, so I had no intention of running varsity at all. We had a Saturday meet at Walker, but only the top seven varsity girls were going to compete.
Marching band; copious amounts of people scoff at the sound of those words. I often hear students commenting on how easy marching band is, how we don’t train like the football players do. At Anderson High School, that’s not the case, the marching band trains for just as long. As a band of over 125 individuals, it takes determination, pride, and confidence to achieve the goals we have set forth to accomplish. As a leader of the saxophone section, I know what it’s like to face failure, to overcome and turn it into success and to march on with confidence.
and I was excited to come back for the second day of tryouts the next day. I could barely sleep that night all I was thinking of was playing again. I woke up super early and ran as fast as I could to the school. The second day of tryouts began and the coach said not everyone would make the team, this made
Growing up school was never my forte, but I was always taught to be a student-athlete, not just an athlete. And it never made since to me until I got into my junior year in high school when I had to miss football games due to my grades. I always tell myself to live and abide by these quotes, which are: “Those to the left and right of you are who you will most likely to become, so surround yourself around those of the same goals and interest as yourself”. “Success is what you make it”. “You are not finished when you lose, you are only finished when you quit”.
I had always thought how amazing it would be to be the one to lead the marching band, be the band director's right hand, represent the group, the one everyone looks up to. Being selected as a co-drum major, I did not realize the plethora of responsibility I would have during my first year of leading. I was not exactly respected by the entire ensemble considering I was only a junior. At that time, I was practically training for when the time came to lead the band alone. Considering that this is now my second year leading, I behave differently as well as being treated antithetically compared to the ensemble; the band considers me as the "mom".
This interview has made me think harder about what I want in a job and career. Working in Athletic Event Management is an extreme time commitment, most people in these positions are lucky to have one day off a week. If they are lucky enough to have a day off, they are still on call in case there is anything that needs prepared. The benefit of working at a school like Cal Baptist is that there are never any events on Sundays. That is something that is important to me.
The summer of my junior year I had a severe injury which made me led me but no choice to let go of my other sports and my after school music activities. It was a burden on my shoulders because I loved doing all the activities but in the end, it was all about getting better grades, improving my playing skills and most importantly for me to get healthy again. I worked through the difficult times so I could be there for my team. Teamwork was possibly the most valuable lesson I learned from Lacrosse. Learning to work together with other individuals to achieve a common goal is a skill that I have used and will continue to use, for the rest of my life.
Jaiden DeBose Humanities/Hanson Nov: 22,16 EA…………… The 80 yard touchdown run I always thought football would be really really hard and I would be the only kid that couldn 't score a touchdown,but that all changed on a single big run. It was a Saturday morning and I was getting ready for my second big game.
I’m at home on the high school parking lot. It’s the only space the administration grudgingly affords our marching band, and yet it’s ours. The band family lives and thrives off people supporting each other, we are there for each other when no one else is. I was elected by this family to be their band president last spring, and I have been completely changed. Despite the flashy title, I am still just one member of this 140 strong group, and I am still pushing to fulfill the responsibility placed on my shoulders.
The time is now. The roaring crowd settled, the stadium lights shined above us, the field was set. It was time to show the audience how much dedication, sweat, and tears were put in the show right before the eyes. The masterpiece, I like to call it. The hardest part however, is making it seem so effortlessly.
Did you know that marching band members spend so much time putting drill on the field for an entire summer break?The Friday nights, and Saturday afternoons we spend on a football field? The energy, sweat, and pride we put onto a football field or parking lot? All this, but unfortunately, marching band is still known for an “elective”.
I think my parents are going to go deaf soon. Between the snap of the snare drum, the ring of a crash cymbal, the kick of the bass drum, and the clang of the baby grand piano, my parents hearing is declining. With percussion and piano I have been drawn to the more boisterous instruments. Even though I play some of the loudest instruments, my parents still yell at me for being on the quiet computer. It seems that my parents don’t value quiet as much as I thought.