Personal Narrative: My High School Racism Team

Decent Essays
If I could go to the Olympics and compete in any sport it would be swim because I am currently on my high school swim team and I feel like it is such an amazing and challenging sport. I have gained a great admiration for all of those who choose to do swim professionally because many may consider it an easy sport but in reality, so much dedication has to go into lowering times and sacrifices like enduring pruned skin, dead hair, and smelling like chlorine must be made. Despite many of the disadvantages swimming for me has served as a great stress reliever and motivator.

Related Documents

  • Improved Essays

    The gym floor was covered in students dressed in blue and white, all chasing after a large beach ball. Their legs kicked up higher than their heads as the ball went back and forth along the top of the crowd. The students watching from the bleachers screamed at the top of their lungs hoping their team would score. This was crab-walk soccer, a game marking the start of the first ever Westbrook High School Color Games. Color Games is the Seeds of Peace Olympics, where campers are split into two teams that compete in every activity camp has to offer.…

    • 657 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Decent Essays

    My high school community is unique and incredible in that it is inclusive. It was the best decision of my life to attend Xaverian Brothers High school, despite what failures I encountered. Entering high school my grandmother had just passed away and my family was in a large feud; I was lost and had no confidence. The community my high school established allowed me to find my niche and gain confidence. I discovered in high school that I am a service oriented and extremely driven student.…

    • 86 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Decent Essays

    I would not be a proud black woman-- had I not attended Auburn University. I realize how ridiculous that sounds. I’ve always known I was black. But, I didn’t know what blackness meant to me before college. Being black has become synonymous with community.…

    • 249 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Improved Essays

    This was the day I have been waiting for, my first football game for my middle school football team. This was one of the best moments I have had in my life. It was my time to shine and show the other team what I got. It was almost game time and we were playing Arndt Middle School. It was almost kickoff and our team got the ball first.…

    • 363 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    First and foremost I am not racist, far from it, as you will clearly and unambiguously understand shortly. One of my best friends in Elementary School was a boy named Kanod. At the age of eight I did not see Kanod as any different from myself. We both faced ridicule each and every day and were both different, on the outside at least. You see Kanod was Black…

    • 1073 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    I mentally groan when I realize that my neon yellow sports bra was visible underneath my black orchestra dress. There had been little time for me to change after I finished winning both my singles and doubles matches before rushing to the auditorium. Not to mention that I still had to help friends study for the physics and chemistry tests after this. But as the orchestra strikes the first note, I smile softly - I would not trade this for anything else. At Northwestern, I would not have to.…

    • 300 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Decent Essays

    There are or were many things that scare or have scared me. One thing that really scared me growing up was segregation. In school, segregation was a big part of learning. As I grew older, I realized how hard it was to live during that time. This scared me because knowing that people had to go through a time like that was really life changing.…

    • 326 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Decent Essays

    Imagine this: you have work today. You do the daily routine of getting ready and getting your kid ready and walk out the door and drive your kid to school. You drop them off and he or she says bye mommy I love you and you were in to much of a hurry to say it back. 3 hours later, you don't have that chance to say I love you anymore.…

    • 100 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Decent Essays

    As a young African American student at Cuthbertson high school I’ve faced several vigorous and strenuous challenges. My challenges are being African American at a predominately white school, I have navigated my way through my high school education beating the odds of my teachers, proving in this essay my GPA does not display an accurate description of my ability as a student, persistently challenged myself with the rigorous classes to grow as an individual, and shattered the established the belief that I would not do well in high school. Freshman year in highschool I was very naive to the school process and by the others around me. Being African American at a predominantly white school challenged me as an individual due to the circumstances…

    • 212 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Great Essays

    Around halfway through the year, classes became unbearable with the constant, dehumanizing schoolwork. Every assignment tugged and cracked any remaining portion of uniqueness I had left. I felt that the curriculum was intentionally designed to ready us to be a factory worked with a company ID instead of a name, just like the A.T. PERSONAS forced down our throats. Since he subjected me to infernal besiegement on a daily basis, I thought I should pull a prank on my homeroom officer. Every day he would use his superfluous title as ‘officer’ to subject us to his whims, just to inflate his pompous ego.…

    • 1162 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Great Essays
  • Improved Essays

    The struggle of learning how to surf if something a lot of people deal with especially here in southern California. Hey...I'm James and I live along the captivating coastline of southern California. Many people know, it's a big aspect of our culture to go and spend time at the beach. But also its known for the vast majority of surfers here in the big blue Pacific ocean. So...me being a curious kid...…

    • 692 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    My first time going to a predominantly white school, was freshman year in high school. I went from being part of the majority, in middle school, to being one of the only black students in my school. The four years I spent at Community School of Davidson, my high school, proved and diminished some stereotypes, gave me a culture shock and allowed me to grow and become comfortable around people who aren’t always like me. The school I attended is located in a semi-wealthy suburb of Charlotte, NC.…

    • 621 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    I never really thought too much about racism when growing up. Maybe that is due to my upbringing. I was raised in a small diverse country town where, for the most part, everyone got along. Not to say that there was no racism; it just was not seen very often. Some would call me lucky to have been so naïve in my microcosm.…

    • 766 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Before I start to tell you this story, I would like to ask something of you. I don’t know if this paper is worthy of being put up on the board, but I would like to ask for it to not be put up on the board. The person in this story does not know- and I would like to keep it that way. I will be changing the names and leaving out information…

    • 918 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    The doctor’s office was never a fun place to be. I sat in room 2 with my mom and dad, this was a regular 3 month checkup. I glanced at the clock and our appointment had started right on time as the doctor walked in at 12 o’clock noon. My endocrinologist, Dr. Miller, was very friendly and he always gave off a very relaxed and calm vibe. He began with his regular routine, he took my blood pressure, and tested my A1C.…

    • 969 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Superior Essays