"Take a seat." For corporate leaders in position of great power and authority without equivalence, they say this in their offices, for me, it was in the corner of a boxing gym.
In fact, it was while I was a volunteer at Gleason 's Gym New York, during the 7th annual New York Boxing Tournament. My supervisors, Dr. Beatty and Dr. King, instructed me to record a boxer 's heart rate, blood pressure, and facilitate the boxer when the doctors were ready to give a check-up before their fight. The cold touch of the stethoscope on a well-structured body pumped with adrenaline was an all too familiar sight for me, since I too am a boxer. Because of my experience, I knew how to instruct each boxer to stay in an orderly line despite their anxiety for their upcoming fight. As the line became short enough for me see the end, I saw my opponent was dead last. This was my opportunity to educate my opponent …show more content…
In the previous years, I had to make sacrifices. The tournament director, my father, said I had to back out of each of the six previous tournaments, because of our current financial circumstances. Each year, I would have to volunteer my time to assist in equipment management. My responsibility included giving a boxing belt to the finalists of the tournament. I was received the task of rewarding fellow boxers for their victory in the ring and not able to compete was heartbreaking. Each boxer received their belts with a wide grin and crowds of people cheering for their accomplishment, as I stood in the backgrounds invisible to any recognition. I had to abandon my dream in winning a boxing belt for myself, because it would never happen. However, when an opportunity to participate in the New York Boxing Tournament arose, I could not deny it, for it was my dream to win the belt and finally receive recognition, even if the chances were slim to
In fact, it was while I was a volunteer at Gleason 's Gym New York, during the 7th annual New York Boxing Tournament. My supervisors, Dr. Beatty and Dr. King, instructed me to record a boxer 's heart rate, blood pressure, and facilitate the boxer when the doctors were ready to give a check-up before their fight. The cold touch of the stethoscope on a well-structured body pumped with adrenaline was an all too familiar sight for me, since I too am a boxer. Because of my experience, I knew how to instruct each boxer to stay in an orderly line despite their anxiety for their upcoming fight. As the line became short enough for me see the end, I saw my opponent was dead last. This was my opportunity to educate my opponent …show more content…
In the previous years, I had to make sacrifices. The tournament director, my father, said I had to back out of each of the six previous tournaments, because of our current financial circumstances. Each year, I would have to volunteer my time to assist in equipment management. My responsibility included giving a boxing belt to the finalists of the tournament. I was received the task of rewarding fellow boxers for their victory in the ring and not able to compete was heartbreaking. Each boxer received their belts with a wide grin and crowds of people cheering for their accomplishment, as I stood in the backgrounds invisible to any recognition. I had to abandon my dream in winning a boxing belt for myself, because it would never happen. However, when an opportunity to participate in the New York Boxing Tournament arose, I could not deny it, for it was my dream to win the belt and finally receive recognition, even if the chances were slim to