As a sophomore in high school I made my childhood dream come true when I joined the cheerleading squad. I enjoyed the games and assemblies we cheered at, striving to instill as much spirit in the crowd as I possibly could. A few months after I joined, we put on a mini cheer camp in which we taught young girls cheers and choreographed a dance that we performed at a basketball game. Some time after the camp, I remember seeing a few of the girls out in public. The girls ran up to me yelling “cheerleader!”. They told me how much they loved the camp, and how they wanted “to be just like me”. Since that day, I realized that not only did the girls look up to me because I was a cheerleader, but also because of who I was as a person. Through mini cheer,
