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. In order to be drum major, I had to stop being a child with no rhythm and become the metronome of the band.
Once upon a time I was afraid of the Tornado, a massive water slide, because it was closed in with no light and there was a deep-dark drop off, but I overcame the fear. If I was to back down and not go on this water slide I knew that I would regret not going when we left for home. The slide was called ¨Tornado¨ and that didn't sound very pleasing to me. All my friends had already been down it several times and I was the only one left to
I had no pressure or expectations since I had no prior times to hit or goals to meet. So when the gun went off I was not expecting that the power of adrenaline could do so much. I ran the first two miles faster than I had ever run at practice and it was a breeze. As I got towards the end I could hear my coaches yelling, “Push hard! You have four hundred meters left!” And that’s exactly what I did and my body was not prepared for it.
the drills were much harder than I was used too, and I got very confused easily for what I was supposed to do. After some more practices, I started doubting the skill I had because of the drills and plays we did. From that day forward, I realized that you learn from the tiny mistakes and all you can do to get better was to never give up, even if you weren't the best at something. I challenged myself to try my hardest at practice, and after a while I finally understood more plays and drills thanks to some practice and my very supportive teammates. Throughout the season, I learned that you should NEVER give up on what you love to do, and that you should always challenge yourself to get better by practicing or asking for some
It had its good days and bad days though, not speaking to my mother or father for an entire year was heartbreaking. The good days were easy to get through but when it rained it poured, some days I felt there was nowhere to turn. It kept me motivated though, I knew I needed to develop thick skin because mommy and daddy would not be there to save me. I became very cautious and aware of my surroundings, everyone was guilty until proven innocent in my eyes. I had to travel the safe route.
During my high school days, I was a really shy person. I didn’t like to talk in class because I was nervous what my classmate will say about my response, I didn’t join anything activities or sports teams and I didn 't have a lot of friends. But I knew it was something I need to overcome sooner or later. During my Sophomore year, I wanted to change who I am, so I decided to join track since I like to run. But if I didn 't join track I wouldn 't be who I am today.
And the older kids wouldn 't laugh at me anymore. What i didn 't realize was riding a bike was harder than it sounded. Trying new things were not my thing but neither was getting picked on by my older cousins. the first day i started trying to ride without them i put a helmet elbow pads and knee pads. My sister told me to try and ride with only one training wheel at first to learn to keep my balance.
Ever since I was young I struggled with the idea of throwing myself out there and being the one to help in a time of need. Often times I am conflicted with whether I should help myself or whether I should help those who need it more than I do. I was conflicted with this thought when I was driving home and went out of my way to help a fellow teammate of mine to get a ride home. I could have easily looked away from him and kept driving to save myself some gas, instead I knew it would be best for me to stop and give him a ride on that cold day. In this experiment I went out of my comfort zone and did as much as I could to help those in
I wasn’t put into snowboarding classes while still in diapers, I didn’t have parents who were able to teach me, I had to choose it all on my own at the age of thirteen. Because I wanted to learn something new and nobody was going to stop me. I still get upset at the feeling of “failing” which in fact is not failing, after all I have done to get their, I have done anything but fail. I still feel the shame that comes over me when I think I’m so much older than the other newbies and why can’t I get it if they can. But with the willingness and aim to do what I know in my heart I can do, I try just a little
To state more clearly, my family has never expressed an interest in my academics. Early on in my life, I had to adapt an independent disposition in order to survive. There was always this large polarity between my family’s interest and my own.While my siblings expressed a passion in the arts and literally anything besides school,