After, I thinned out, becoming a very humble person. Doing this on a daily basis also keeps me busy, and out of trouble. Football makes me keep my grades in check so I can do well in school as well. With the homework, I try to accomplish all of it at school, so when I get home after football I can eat and sleep. When the season is over there is always something we can attend during the offseason that will make us better and take up time I wouldn't be using productively Football is also another family, having brothers to your left and right who have your back.…
When I first started football I wasn't good because I had a terrible coach who didn't teach me the fundamentals of football and a that point I had wanted to quit But my. parents encouraged me not to quit and then 4 years after training me and playing baseball I start it back up. When I started football…
Everyone wanted to be supportive, but the answer was always "No." Despite the warnings and discouragement from friends and family, my competitive nature forced me to play a sport. Football wasn't an option, and basketball wasn't nearly as violent as football. My doctor and…
I quit football to focus on soccer, it was my life for the next ten months. The eighth grade was supposed to be my year. I had grown four inches and put on thirty pounds. I was in the best physical shape of my life. Tryouts for soccer rolled around and went as smooth as baby skin.…
As a military child, I left the United States with my family at the age of five and spent eight years living overseas at duty stations in Japan, Germany, and Italy. We traveled extensively during vacations to over 20 different countries. As a result, I claim proficiency in ordering french fries and apple juice in several different languages. Although moving has brought me some misfortune, and many people would say that living overseas qualifies as adversity, I never felt it was such.…
I was always fascinated with sports from a young age, I loved sitting in the living room every Sunday watching football with my dad. I had always wanted to be in the little league for football, but my mom thought it was too dangerous for me, so I stuck with basketball throughout elementary school. Once I entered middle school I found it to be the perfect time for me to finally play football. I often found myself captivated by the stories my dad would tell me from when he used to play football while he was in middle and high school, those stories made me want to work just as hard as he did. Starting off was not easy, I found the practices to be rigorous at the time, no matter how hard I tried, I always seemed to come up short.…
A.I believe the most challenging aspect of working in protective services would be not letting your career consume you physically and mentally. Knowing that there's such a great need out there and you're not always able to help when you want to,would be the most challenging aspect to me . You wouldn't think that it affects you, but it does. The emotional strain of the job and the desire to want to help everyone can be overwhelming.…
Football has always been a stress reliever for me. Every time I was sad or mad even happy football was the only thing that ever helped me get my mind right. In 8th grade I always got in trouble and a lot of intense problems happened in 8th grade. But when it got towards the end of the year I really started to get my mind right because my football career was on the line. Football is a big part of my family's life.…
Playing football, was one of the best decisions i've ever made. I started football it was in the fourth grade and still have the same dream i’ve had since then (to be in the NFL). The one thing i’ve learned in football was, hard work and a lot of commitment. I say this because first of all you need to spend a lot of your time into this sport throughout the whole year. As the years go by I realized that football is a lot of hard work if you want to be the best, especially in my high school career of football because it gets way more intense than middle and elementary school.…
On March 31, 2018, which was on a Saturday I went to my first real view, soccer game it was located inside the southeast entrance of stubhub center at 12pm in the afternoon. I had never been to a game before, but of course my husband convinced me to go with him and my in laws since they are big fans of the Galaxy team. I was really excited since I had already seen these teams play on television. Although it was my first time I had a lot of fun and really enjoyed being able to understand the sport and their rules. I just felt so bad when a player would get injured because it seemed so painful seeing someone get kicked or falling really bad and getting scratched by the grass.…
One particular circumstance that sparked the idea of attending college made me open my eyes at a young age to realize a higher education is important to succeed in the world. It started when I was talking with my parents about their choices and thoughts in high school, specifically, my mother. She was a straight A student throughout high school and when senior year came around, she applied to many colleges. One of the few was Cal State Fullerton.…
"Experience is the best teacher. " I wanted to test one the high-powered rifles at the shooting range in the frosty Alabama town of Rainsville, during one of the snowiest winters ever. The rifle was 3' 6", 12.7mm and ready to blow that rubber manikin in half. The only thing between me and him were my glasses, which I took off to lineup the shot. But I was a little too close to the telescopic sight mounted atop the rifle.…
In high school, I played football. It was my identity. My days were scheduled around practice, my weeks were scheduled around the Friday night game, and my months were scheduled around the football season. My friends were football players. My mentors were football coaches.…
One day, I got into arguments and fights with my brother. I said all the mean things to him that made him cry and upset. I didn't realize the things that I was saying until I saw him crying, and he got hurt from the words I said to him. He won't talk to me because all the mean words and things that I said to him made him upset. I felt so bad because I saw him being hurt.…
One might take for granted, the safety of suburbia. I was led to believe by my parents that in "a neighborhood like this," I would be perfectly safe. In the 7th grade, I had to take the bus that dropped me off quite a ways away from my house, meaning that I had to walk quite the distance to my house. It wasn't a major problem, just a minor inconvenience at best. The main reason I took this specific route was to save some minutes sleeping in the early mornings, but I digress.…