Growing up in Arizona, I was raised by my wonderful parents that are gratefully still here today. I was brought up through a Christian school until 5th grade. I was introduced to God, and the Christian faith at a young age. Looking back, this was the best thing for me. I was taught in a unique way, with religion tied into school. Things I was taught in Christian school, still hold value to me as a college student. At a young age I leaned how valuable family, and faith was. My parents led me down the best path for me in my early years. This is the path I want my child someday to take as well. As I kid, I wanted to do anything and everything. I was involved in every sport possible through my school’s church. Being a Christian school, we had
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I cannot trade it for the world. I am the person who I am today, and I don’t know who I would be if I didn’t have them growing up. I was born on December, 29th, 1996. All my first experiences happened in Arizona. Believe it or not, the first time I ever saw snow was up north in Flagstaff, Arizona. Weirdly, I also experience a sand storm in the middle of the highway, I remember not being able to see one thing as we were stopped because of it, My Dad taught me so much I cannot even recall everything. One thing I remember the most was, being taught how to play baseball. I fell in love with this sport first. I spent the most time in the back yard being taught how to swing and throw a baseball. I remember being so frustrated at times, rather him being mad at me, he pushed me to reach for my goals. We were lucky enough to be able to go to Arizona Diamondback games. I can still visualize going to the huge baseball stadium. The feeling of walking through the crowds of people, almost feeling suffocated, and then walking to see the field was the greatest feeling ever. Something I will never forget. My dad also took me to my first college and pro football games. Hockey games as well. I was able to experience this with my Dad, and occasionally my mom would tag
I cannot trade it for the world. I am the person who I am today, and I don’t know who I would be if I didn’t have them growing up. I was born on December, 29th, 1996. All my first experiences happened in Arizona. Believe it or not, the first time I ever saw snow was up north in Flagstaff, Arizona. Weirdly, I also experience a sand storm in the middle of the highway, I remember not being able to see one thing as we were stopped because of it, My Dad taught me so much I cannot even recall everything. One thing I remember the most was, being taught how to play baseball. I fell in love with this sport first. I spent the most time in the back yard being taught how to swing and throw a baseball. I remember being so frustrated at times, rather him being mad at me, he pushed me to reach for my goals. We were lucky enough to be able to go to Arizona Diamondback games. I can still visualize going to the huge baseball stadium. The feeling of walking through the crowds of people, almost feeling suffocated, and then walking to see the field was the greatest feeling ever. Something I will never forget. My dad also took me to my first college and pro football games. Hockey games as well. I was able to experience this with my Dad, and occasionally my mom would tag