I was kind of scared because I was so small, but I had played through the recreation department. I told myself why should I be scared. I told them I would go out and try it. On the first day out there the coaches put me at wide receiver. That day we learned some routes and we ran through some of the routes and before I knew it practice was over.
It seems just like last year I was the tiny little red headed, freckled face 7th grader trying to not mess up my bat swing in front of all the senior high softball girls. Unfortunately, time goes by way too fast. I have not even noticed that all the girls that I use to look up to are gone, and roles have been swapped. I am now the role model the younger girls look up to. I know that I have to play with 110% today.
Guys, this was one of my last games where I would hear the coach refer to my team as guys. It is the end of my eighth grade year, and just in a second I will be in high school, and that means no more baseball. No more baseball means softball, and softball means girls. I’m not going to be the only girl; this is one of the last games that I’m completely different then everyone on my team and on the other teams. As all of this is running through my head, I’m taking my practice swings getting ready to bat.
This is a quote a I got from the book called The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. I like this quote from the book because it really reminds me of a time when I was twelve years old. I went to my first baseball practice and, I got really nervous. I began to cry, so then my dad took me back to the car, and talked to me about how every time you try something new you have to have hope because without hope you won’t think any positive things when you actually try something new. At that moment I was
My birthday was Saturday August 8, which was also my first football scrimmage against Cordova High School. The scrimmage had been for three teams, Rosemont, Cordova and Capital, and my teammates and I were the underdogs of the whole thing. When we got to Cordova it seemed as though it was going to be a routine scrimmage, get on the field and kick some butt, but fate had other plans. Our team started off slow in warm ups, taking wrong moves and such, but we started to pull it together after about thirty minutes. When we entered the stadium to play we were a little early so we got some water and started getting each other excited to play.
You could’ve gotten run over by a car. To be completely honest that never crossed my mind while doing it. I was then yanked off my big wheel and sent to my room for an hour to think about what I had done wrong. My mom came in and asked me after an hour why I had disobeyed her and rode across the street, I said I didn’t know…But it sure felt COOL !! She told me not to do it again and to stay in our driveway from now on.
We were finally released for recess and I decided to see how Scout was doing. I snuck away from the safety zone of my fifth grade peers to where the first graders were huddled. I pulled Scout away from them and asked her how her day was coming along. She was very upset about how her new teacher had been teaching them. By the way she made her teacher out to be I would’ve assumed she was the devil if I didn’t know how mellow dramatic my sister could be.
It was the last day of my junior year; it was a nice day and a great day because that meant it was pot smoking season again. Everyone was afraid to smoke during the school year due to the new East Peoria High School Athletic Code. Random drug tests administrated all year and if you were found polluted, it meant a sweet one-third of any sports season on the bench for a year. No one works hard all year to have to sit out of the only fun activities in high school, but athletic code directors and drug test administrators Lori Laredo and Ron Kelch were out to get anyone they could. I was tested once during the year, but there was some people that were tested up to four times, and if I may note, these were supposed to be random drug tests… there wasn’t anything random about them.
Noelle Stewart PSY 252 Shawn Burn January 30, 2012 Social Psych Self-Assessment #1: Option 2 Experience with Cognitive Dissonance Running is a passion of mine that was suddenly interrupted when I was only seventeen. I loved the feeling of escaping everyday realties, running alone on trails and finding new routes that nobody knew I was on. I was warned numerous times about the uncertainties and scares of running alone, but I was in denial that such horrible events could happen to an innocent girl like me. After school one day in late October, as I was tying my shoes and getting ready for my run, my mom came into my room with a worried look on her face. She told me that last week there was an unidentified man hiding in the bushes
Michelle’s Memoir This is my life through school; I went to public school all the way through seventh grade I then left North Augusta middle because I didn’t like the people there, After a few days of looking for schools my mother found the perfect school for me Victory Baptist Private School! I went to Victory for a few years all the way leading to 9th grade and it was amazing but my friend talked me into coming to North Augusta High School. At first I loved it I met the love of my life there and enjoyed every day but after two years there I decided public school was not for me I just missed to many days and so the change of schools began again! I looked forever hoping to find another school like Victory; I would have even went back there.