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.
Good morning students and teachers. I honestly can't believe I've made it through my last year of schooling here at Southern Cross. Throughout my senior English studies, I have realised that individuality is something that is unfortunately lost amongst the trends and expectations of a developing society. Especially in regards to adolescents, I believe that it can be incredibly difficult to maintain a sense of independence and uniqueness in a society where everyone is expected to conform to the majority. Over the last two years, texts such as “The Kite Runner”, Shakespeare's “Othello”, Robert Frost's “Into My Own”, and the film “The Breakfast Club” have definitely inspired me to be myself and to stay true my own beliefs.
For the next two semesters, I worked hard and brought my GPA above a 3.0 which helped me regain my scholarship. This ties into my personal history because according to philosopher George Santayana, “Those who do not learn history are doomed to repeat it.” Now that I know what happens when I do not put in work and what happens when I put in work, I know better now and will always keep it in the back of my mind that even when the going gets tough, I have already had my one mistake and it only gets better from here onward. Also, this gives the admission committee something to always hold me to because knowing a person’s personal history is an indicator for future behavior and
I had decided to peruse this 3/C because her conduct and aptitude grade had fallen significantly since last semester. It was apparent that she had been struggling, so I decided to counsel her to help her get back on a successful track. Since the beginning of plebe year this midshipmen was not only loved by her classmates, but she excelled in sports and stayed out of trouble; however, this semester was quite the opposite. I chose to rectify or rather help the 3/C guide herself
My favorite quote from Jackie Robinson is, “above everything else, I hate to lose.” That perfectly sums up my attitude towards grades, and for me, any final grade below 90, is losing. Using determination and commitment, I was able to win, and not lose, in the first semester of my freshman year. It is hard for every kid to make the transition to high school classes, but coming from a small private school with about 250 kids to an enormous high school with almost 2000, I had no idea what to expect. After 3 years of hearing my older sister complain about horrible teachers, hard finals, and difficult SAT’s, I thought I was going to be far behind the other kids, but I was already committed to all A’s. I was still wondering how hard a class could be, even after I met new friends and nice teachers.
My Collapse and Restitution When people see me walking through the halls of school, or walking down the street they may see me as an underachiever, or even a slacker; if they had seen me last year or the year before perhaps they would have been right. My Freshman and Sophomore year I struggled to pass many of my classes. I had begun to give up on anything school related for the purpose of "enjoying my youth while I still could". Back in November of my Freshman year my Uncle Gary passed away suddenly of a heart attack which made me begin to realize the importance of living a full life and doing what is important to you. To tell the truth, I despise the idea of becoming someone who works in an office for the entirety of their life in a dead
I let myself stress over every little detail in life, and because it was hard for me to express my feelings, I often let the emotions build up. This frequently resulted in me having panic attacks in the bathrooms during lunch and even during tests. Fortunately, I stopped having panic attacks when I started high school but had to deal more with my manic depression and struggle with it still to this day. It made me lose a lot of motivation, which goes to show in my transcript. When Junior year started, I was stupendously enthusiastic and everything seemed to be great, but then I was giving up on everything.
Many of the seniors had egos, full of themselves in every aspect possible. It was a rude awakening to the reality of high school to be apart of this team as a freshman. In retrospect, I believe that my transition into high school would have been smoother if I would’ve asked to be on the Junior varsity. Although this would have hindered my growth as a player, it’s a sacrifice I realize now that would have been worth it. The commencement of this harassment came during the start of school at lunch, a couple weeks
Coincidentally, just this year I have obtained a firm grasp as to what I feel my beliefs and values are. I came to the realization of these values and beliefs when we had to write a personal mission statement in my Health Explorations class at Eau Gallie High School. It truly took me almost two weeks to write my mission statement, partially because I was not sure who I was. My mission statement was, “Thru my positive attitude, and values I will continuously strive to enrich the lives of those around me who struggle with life’s obstacles and challenges.” I value living life through positivity and having a positive attitude. No matter how tough life gets I strive to be persistent, to push through, and help others get through hard times.
Nevertheless, it is with great hope that my message is understood, that there will be a laugh or two and maybe even tears. Your college days; the days your parents saved for or the odd hours you worked to pay for classes, the days you dreaded or got excited over. Seems like yesterday you were signing up for clubs and attending freshman social and now it’s gone. You needed to stop wearing sweatpants everywhere and rolling out of bed at noon. You had to start taking care of your body, the assignments you were neglecting and friendships /relationships that you were avoiding dealing with.
Introductory Paragraph School sports have been a tradition for many years, however many people think it interferes with student education. Studies have shown that without after school activities, students grades have increased. Therefore, schools should eliminate sports to help students reach their academic potential, provide money directly toward education, and get parents more involved with their kids learning. Body Paragraph #1 As anyone who has been through college knows, students that do well in school are more likely to reach their career goals. According to an article written by Amanda Ripley, Ernest Singleton, the superintendent of Premont Independent School District located in Texas, canceled sports in order to decrease their academic failure rate (11).
Over the years he was homed schooled due to several health issues as well has major surgeries that were performed on his face but as time passes August is giving the choice to go to a real school. Choosing to go to Beecher prep middle school he thought his life would be terrible but instead it was the opposite. Many challenges where face, friendship were broken, and friendship was earned but despite it all august learns that
Stereotypically, they decided I would become a doctor and expected me to get good grades. They simply expected me to do well in school. In third grade, I was consistently scoring perfect on my spelling tests, however, once I scored a measly 3/5 and my parents spent a whole hour yelling at me, telling me that I had to stop playing video games and read more books. Everyday, I feel the pressure radiating from my parents. This is similar to the narrator’s situation, he’s being pressured