I often imagine high school as a giant extended metaphor; each year represents a portion of a vast ocean. Freshmen year was the tumultuous waves during a storm; it was stress-filled and contained unsuspected challenges. By the time sophomore year came around, the waves had quelled and the waves that were hurled my way were solved in a more mature manner. I truly thought that by the time I reached the end of my sophomore year, I would be able to travel to a different part of the ocean; I’ve gotten used to structure of high school and was used to environment. Starting freshmen year, I had a multitude of school projects and always taken a commanding lead in them, self-appointing myself as the task, time, and project manager. This mannerism allowed me to quell …show more content…
Throughout the next few weeks of our presentation, I became a true member of the team, following the leader and helping any classmates who were unsure about a certain assignment. It was through these next couple of weeks that I developed a more humble mindset. The only thing I would keep the same would be to remind Emily that our deadline was quickly approaching. As a teammate, I had the right to voice any concerns in an appropriate manner to the leader. Unfortunately, the way I did so was completely un-called