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“The two opportunities I was able to go to the State Tournament were definitely my highlight moments.” Degler said. “It’s an experience you don’t always get to have, and we had a good group of girls who played hard and it all came together for us, we didn’t know it at the time but it’s something you look back on and remember.”
If I were to choose only one place that has made me, “me,” it would be the softball field. I played softball from age six all the way through college, and I trained year-round beginning at age ten. You could argue that softball was one of my most valued occupations growing up and seemingly what my entire world revolved around. It even dictated where I received my college education! I dedicated years of my life and thousands of hours to traveling, practicing, and competing, all in an effort to maintain my routines and develop into a more well-rounded player and individual.
The same aggression to improve that I put into rising in ranks academically, I also put into my new sport of choice; Tennis. I have been determined to improve as a player and have thrown myself at any opportunity to do so. This drive has helped me transition from the bottom of varsity to the top-ranked male player and team captain both junior and senior years. I may not be playing baseball today, but I have taken the lessons I learned from leading my team and applied them to other aspects of my life, such as my position as Tennis Team Captain.
I’m in this wonderful city for one reason. Tennis. I’m playing in the U.S Open and today is the finals and I’m in it. I walk outside of my hotel and I’m preparing myself for the match.
I was glad to say was part of the JV tennis team, but I still was really lazy and did nothing. Nothing much had changed for a couple of weeks as I attended each practice after school. The coach had to make an announcement during
Assignment Description: You will write a two page narrative from a different point of view. You will tell the story in first person. Your person will be experiencing a pivotal moment occurring in our world today.
The second part of the Written Expression subtest consisted of sentence building, which had Madison listen to a targeted word read to them and then was asked to write a sentence using the word in the correct context. The sentence building showed that Madison was in the low range compared to students at her age. The first targeted word that was given to Madison to use in a sentence was the word “the”. Madison was able to use this word in a sentence using correct context, semantics and grammar.
I went because my ankle was feeling a bit better and also I wanted to meet the new members that were selected in this year’s tryouts. I got on the court, feeling a bit rusty, and started hitting some shots with my team members. Every shot I hit, I felt more comfortable on the court. I imagined my upper body movements and footwork working as a smooth continuous machine that made tennis a game of beauty. Sometimes, I would hit an outrageous shot that no one expected it, and I just felt like I was on the top of the world.
I continued striving every day and ultimately the practice paid off and I won an invitational my eight-grade year and winning was the greatest sensation I had ever endured. As the years have gone on, I have worked harder and only become more passionate for the game. I have endured an abundance of success which included advancing to state this past summer and competing there was like a fantasy. Discovering the game of golf sprouted a passion within me and that passion grows more each day. I have learned that I relish the journey of success and admire seeing results.
Anxious panic and anger were the only thoughts I could envision when my mom told me that we were moving. I had just accomplished getting comfortable in our new home and once again we were going to pack everything up; but this time she said we were moving to a different state. I numbly took a walk until I started crying and realized that I was determined to stay in the town I grew up in. Although my mother was hesitant, she allowed for me to live with my grandmother, who also lived in the same town as us. My decision to stay, allowed me to grow from a child still under their parent’s control to an independent being with the new stress and responsibility that normal adults have.
It was first grade and I attended an after school program called Kids Bridge every day until five o'clock. I waited anxiously for my mother to arrive and take me home, where I really wanted to be. My entire day was set on hearing my teacher say "La'Asia, it's time to go. Get your things. " I remember it being a sunny crisp fall day.
One day me and a boy was arguing because he was making fun of me . I told him to shut his freaking mouth so he called my mom a b word . I got in his face and started calling him names. he got mad to and got back in my face. So we was going to fight and the asistant principal got in the way and grab my arm
I was five years old when I became instilled with a love of the Navy. Every aspect of that faithful occurrence remains fresh in my mind, as though it had occurred in the very near past. In reality, more than thirteen years have passed since my conversion and the present. My desire to attend the United States Naval Academy began in May 2003, on a particularly beautiful day along the Hudson. A gentle breeze grazed my skin, the sun shone strongly, and the river coursed powerfully before my eyes.
Pain is a feeling that is an inevitable life experience, no matter how young or old you may be it is something that you can never escape. Whether it be physical pain or mental pain it will follow you wherever you go. Many of the painful things that we have face we try to suppress, we think of it as something “unlucky” that happened to us, or blame ourselves or other people and try to move on with our lives. Those are four things that I am undeniably guilty of.
No one should ever have to go through the pain I have been through. It was August 10, 2002, My mother had to have an emergency c-section. I had died right before, but came back. Over a course of 2 weeks I had died 4 times, but that’s not what this is about. This is about how I hurt my arm.
