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In the mist of all my traveling up and down the east coast, I managed to stay active. Before I reached the second grade, I was already involved in ballet, as well as other dance genres, and basketball. Every Christmas I participated in the performance of “The Chocolate Nutcracker” down in Florida. Starting in fourth grade I discontinued dancing and involved myself in cheer-leading as a flyer. Besides playing sports, I was a highly active writer. Growing up writing was my passion: from short stories, poems, songs, to essays. I managed to participate in any and every writing contest presented to me. In the fourth grade, I entered a poetry contest on the definition of a true friend and was awarded with the publication of my poem in a poetry book of Virginian writers. In the fifth grade, I entered an essay contest about my hero and won second place in the state for my grade level, as well as a $100 savings bond. In middle school I wanted to learn how to play an instrument so I began learning how to play the violin. Midway through my training, I was forced to transfer to a different school in a different state that did not offer an orchestra class, therefore, putting a pause on learning how to play the
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As a child, I knew I wanted to pursue in a military career so I entered the Junior Reserve Officer Training Core, also known as JROTC. In the course I participated in many drill meets that required a lot of practice after school and waking up anywhere between 3 and 5 in the morning on a Saturday for competition. Throughout the years, I still continued to write up until June, the end of my ninth grade year, when my grandfather passed away. I wrote a poem entitled “Hot Salty Tears” that was read at his funeral, this was the last poem I've written since. No longer writing and just being involved in JROTC, didn't fit my active lifestyle causing me to seek another talent. In the beginning of my tenth grade year I took a chance and tried out for my schools step team. Not knowing one thing about step, I actually made the team. I continued to step midway through my sophomore year until I had to stop do to unrelated issues. As of now I am involved in JROTC and a dance ministry called “Embraced by Wings”, where we attend different places and preform praise dances as well as feed and donate to the less fortunate. In whatever spare time I have I enjoy reading and babysitting my baby
As a child, I knew I wanted to pursue in a military career so I entered the Junior Reserve Officer Training Core, also known as JROTC. In the course I participated in many drill meets that required a lot of practice after school and waking up anywhere between 3 and 5 in the morning on a Saturday for competition. Throughout the years, I still continued to write up until June, the end of my ninth grade year, when my grandfather passed away. I wrote a poem entitled “Hot Salty Tears” that was read at his funeral, this was the last poem I've written since. No longer writing and just being involved in JROTC, didn't fit my active lifestyle causing me to seek another talent. In the beginning of my tenth grade year I took a chance and tried out for my schools step team. Not knowing one thing about step, I actually made the team. I continued to step midway through my sophomore year until I had to stop do to unrelated issues. As of now I am involved in JROTC and a dance ministry called “Embraced by Wings”, where we attend different places and preform praise dances as well as feed and donate to the less fortunate. In whatever spare time I have I enjoy reading and babysitting my baby