I had assumed that most kids would be like me, first-time tennis players. However, I was quickly proven wrong as the top varsity player hit speeding balls that flew by me. After the end of that practice I felt horrible as I realized that I was probably the worst player on the team. Heading inside to return to the locker room, Coach Smith gave us his annual "first day of practice" speech. He told us that he was not going to make any cuts.
If your life was in jeopardy, every day is you telling me. You wouldn't need weaponry just because of your felony. Consider this at least, I got everybody sweating me. On the streets is people who won't rest unless I rest in peace. Killed my folk a year ago, still in Robinson 2 my sleep they threaten me.
I was unable to play football for the first 3 weeks because of my grades. When I learned of this I immediately started going to labs and everything I could so I still had my starting position and was able to play. After that I never let my grades get under a 2.0 so it couldn’t happen again. The other thing that really pushed me was me looking at my future career. With bad grades like I had, no collages would want me.
I was told that when you become a junior that’s when everything starts to get harder and you have to buckle down meaning no time for friends and really no weekend because it was going to require a lot of work, but I was sure that if I got through middle school, 9th and 10th grade that it would be no different than any other grade level class that I had taken already and passed. I was receiving an assignment in all classes to complete during the summer. I started the work, but it was so boring that I never finished the work. As time went on, my grades affected me, so I had to get tutoring if I wanted to be able to play football in the upcoming season. As I spent more time trying to bring up my grade in one class, my grades began to suffer in my other classes.
Neuropathy prevented Ian seeing where his body was which is a petrifying feeling; literally Ian was “The Man who Lost His Body”. It took a year for Ian to stand up safely and six months to put on his sock, this sensory process was long and tedious. This documentary taught me how we are fortunate to have sensory abilities; most people take it for granted because it’s natural. It was unbelievable how Ian recovered from this illness. The doctors told him that he will be in the wheel chair for the rest of his life but he was determined to regain his strength and movement.
Bill Cosby says “In the old days, you couldn’t hooky school because every drawn shade was an eye.” That was years before I was born. Everyone was still hungry for success, blacks nationwide could still feel the full wrath of racism, and as a result they worked hard to overcome the struggle consuming their daily lives. Now they got it so they stopped trying. Nobody is passing on the hard working traits to their children. A generation of slackers is taking over the world, where will we be in ten years?
Literacy Narrative Readings I have always dreamed of having a job in the law field but going to school has been a struggle for me ever since I was younger. I was the type of child that always stayed to myself, also known as the loner. My grandparents raised me and they were always at work so I never got any help with any of the work I would struggle on. So as most children with parents like mine I did not do very well. I started to flunk high school and started hanging out with the wrong crowd.
My injury occurred on May 28th 2012 and I started to struggle in school instantly. The lights bothered me, loud noises were unbearable, I could not concentrate or remember anything and worst of all I couldn’t read. So school and a concussion seemed to not add up. Unfortunately the concussion was taking over my schoolwork and I felt vulnerable. I missed the last three weeks of my sophomore year; however I got the grades I earned the whole trimester, consequently all A’s and B’s.
Rarely do I justify outward anger or irritability towards coworkers, but this particular day I did. Losing my temper toward my coworkers instantly closed the door to any possibility of comprise or resolution. No longer was I in control of my actions. Twenty five seconds of screaming and all the issues that were pent up inside me for months were transmitted in such a way not even a psychologist could decode. Needless to say I instantly I felt better!
Now of course, when I do not take my academics seriously, there are consequences. Telling my parents was one of the hardest things to do because I knew that there was a two hour lecture coming, telling me how disappointed they are and how I wasn’t working to my potential. This was completely understandable though, what parent would want to hear that their sons grades are in the toilet and he has to repeat two classes? My parents did deal a good amount of these consequences, but some of which are coming in my future. Having to work harder to get my GPA up, feeling stupid and embarrassed about my grades, not able to hang out with friends as often, not being able to do TEC (I have always wanted to do TEC), and last but certainly not least, summer school are all going to be heading my way in good time and I am