Personal Narrative: My Journey At Clarion University

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I guess this is the time everyone sits down and writes about why they deserve to go to Clarion University; along with all of their amazing achievements. However, I like to be a little different. It had been a hard year after breaking my arm and having to attend physical therapy. There was not a lot that I could do after that. The doctor said no driving, no jumping, no heavy lifting, and of course not a lot of cheerleading. I sat in silence as I watched my spot in the routine get replaced, it was quite sad. I went to physical therapy every day and worked so hard to get better in hopes of getting my positions back but never did. For me, every two hour practice consisted of spotting or fronting stunts. It is definitely a different feeling when you go from basing one year to fronting the next, but I know it was for the best. After some time, my arm healed and it was time to start getting involved again. The first time my coach asked me to be a flyer in the routine there was …show more content…
Honestly, we didn’t and we didn’t get second place either. The Brockway Rovers did not even place in the top seven that year, and that means we were not eligible to go to the State Championships. However, I refuse to let this story end without a happy ending. Although we didn’t place in the top seven as hoped, we did place eighth. We were actually only a couple points away from seventh place. There were a lot of tears but overall, everyone was happy with our performance. It was one competition out of the many we had that year and we were prepared to fix mistakes and get back out on that mat. When you see a goal you should always go for it and even if it doesn’t work out the first time, always get back up and try again like the Brockway Competition squad did my Junior year of High School. We even ended up placing first for our final performance. Everyone on the squad that year should be proud of themselves, I know I

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