9-14-12 Pages 1-2 Suffering a devastating injury to his knee, John Kanan ’14 is forced to deal with everlasting difficulties that impact his athletic career and everyday life. Still today, Kanan has to push through these troubles to be a game changing player on the soccer field. It was the first game of kanan’s sophomore year soccer season; he was a starter on the team playing right midfield when out of blind sight he collided with an opposing player. “I was running as fast as my body would let me”, said Kanan. “The only thing I was focusing on was winning the ball.
Soccer fed me knowledge, gave me an aesthetic perspective at everything else around me, and best of all, the ability to love doing something over moderately without getting tired of it. As I've said, I was lucky enough to find my true talent at the age of four but it was never easy growing up. I had a cornucopia of hobbies/talents surrounding me but none could grab my attention like soccer did. I'd be lying if I said soccer is the only thing I could ever love. Sure, drawing seemed to have been taking me places and yes, I was okay at plenty of the other sports but soccer simply became a passion, not just something one would do in order to get rid of their boredom.
They are all different ages and sizes; some small and boney, others tall and chubby, but they all have the desire to play soccer for the school. Some want to make it on varsity others just want to be a part of a soccer team so Junior Varsity fits them well. What amazes me is even the out of shape kids keep on returning, even though they know what they are getting them self’s into .Which gives me even more motivation to keep going, because if they keep returning even after throwing up the nasty school then I know I have no excuse. In the weight room, it sounds like the lunch room, full of Mindless monkey chatter of either actual interesting information or mindless talk to dull the thought of how sore all we will be
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. Then it was time, we went onto the field screaming and hollering like maniacs. When the first team came out to play we were ready to play some defense. They ran to the left, and then the right and then down the middle, no matter where they went we stopped them we had them locked out, there was no way they could score. By the end of their twenty plays, Rosemont had scored one touchdown, we were ecstatic.
That day we learned some routes and we ran through some of the routes and before I knew it practice was over. The next day I still was not getting the routes down. The coach ask me if I wanted to try another position and I said yes and they put me on defense to see if I could make a tackle. That day was the best. I was tackling players all over the field.
The before school, lunchtime, and afternoon meetings, not to mention the obnoxious amounts of paperwork, are enough to drive even the sanest teacher to the sanitarium. For these reasons and many more, teaching has the highest degree of career turnover of any profession. But, how can we quit our complaining and attempt to avoid serious burnout? Try these strategies for avoiding teacher burnout and make concrete improvements in your attitude and outlook in the classroom. * Ask for Help - This is a really hard one for me to do.
I am writing this letter to you with tremendous amount of disappointment and hope that you actually read this letter to the end. In summer of 2011 Unionville Soccer was introduced to my son who became very eager and interested to join the Unionville Rep. Soccer Team hoping to develop his soccer skills and better himself in all aspect of the game. In September 2011 he started to try out for 99 age group. In Mid October he was told that he was accepted as part of the Winter Program in Unionville. Therefore, he had 3 times a week practice and one day a futsul.
I remember being cover in dust from constantly falling to the ground, no matter how hard I tried. At the time, I struggled just to hang on, let alone cross the playground. Being the shortest and fattest, I was the epitome of all jokes. I was the kid who got picked last for almost every game during recess. When I played on a soccer team, I held the position of the goalie, because I did not have the stamina for any other position.
I now look at the stress I have had in my past and can see how some of that stress has given me the motivation to succeed and conquer the tasks, which has caused an abundance of happiness and pride once I actually accomplish success and beat the stress. I can relate all this information back to times during my career playing football, where I was told often by coaches and others that I would not ever start or play or have a chance to get any further than high school , because I was very undersized, but I turned all that stress from them telling me that and used it as motivation to work harder, practice ore, and prove all of them wrong. I now can proudly say I succeeded and received a full academic and athletic scholarship to the University of Alabama and proved to all of them that I could make it and that stress they caused me never discouraged me from reaching my
Freshly born into the track life , coaches placing me in races i clearly should not of been inI especially my first one. All i heard was, "RUNNERS TAKE YOUR MARK!" So nervous that my heart was pounding against my chest cavity , nearly exposing itself through my jersey. "SEEETTTT , POOOWWW!!" For a second my body not knowing how to react, but my mind telling me to run.