Volleyball Essay

usual, our evening meeting continued far past dark while we spent extra time worshipping, discussing the trip, and praying for our return home. Once we finished our time of final debrief, a few of my closest team members and I headed out to the volleyball…

adversity associated with being a “science nerd.” When people started to discover my academic aptitude, I was labeled a “nerd” who couldn’t be athletic. I wasn’t about to let this stereotype define me, so I strove to invalidate it. Since I joined volleyball two years after most of my peers, I was put on the “B-team” throughout junior high. Regardless, I began to work diligently and spent additional time perfecting my skills. My sister and I went to local gyms and practiced for hours with…

3 - Sports 1. Generally I hate sports. I am not good at motion activities. So I don’t practise any sport. I like walking, but it isn’t type of sport. In summer I play basketball with my neighbours. In winter I was sledging when I was younger. Sports and I aren’t a good combination. 2. I would like to try curling. It is a winter sport, which came from Canada. I think it is easy to understand and not so tiring for my weak physical condition, e. g. running a marathon. I can’t say exactly which…

*DISCLAIMER* This essay is in no way is trying to say what depression is like for everyone. This is simply my story about depression and anxiety and my road to recovery. Depression and anxiety is different for everyone, we are different. Enjoy. Self-worth. Sounds simply right? Well not for me and many others. They say, “Just love yourself” or “Be confident,” but that’s not always so easy. I’ve struggled with myself image and self-worth since Elementary school. I remember not having friends and…

Growing up, my brothers and I were always held to a higher standard than the average kid our age. My mom raised us to be hardworking and strong leaders with opinions of our own. We worked for what we wanted, and never let anyone get in our way. So being success-oriented my whole life has left me to wonder: What is success? And why do so many people have different views on it? Views on success vary depending on how one was raised, what ones morals are, and what goals people set for themselves in…

way – an admonishment, a command. I’m not doing what they need me to do. No matter what, when that big white ball sailed into my part of the volleyball court, it would pass me because I would not hit it. To compensate for my foibles my team mates would then try to play…

I live day to day, going through the works: wake up at the ungodly hour of six A.M., make it through my classes, two hours of volleyball, finally go home, repeat. But, in between all of the rushing, the yelling, the stress of high school, is when I get to relax. It’s when I get to forget about school, or as I call it “college auditions” and when I can just have a nice time without having to weigh the pros and cons of every thing I do. Every day, after the last bell rings, I navigate through…

I had a choice: I could sit back and give up and not care, or I could get up and do whatever was necessary to improve. I was able to reflect on my past triumphs and losses, and use those as stepping stones propriety. In addition, my high school volleyball coach told me at tryouts that if I improved between then and the start of the season, I would be moved up to varsity. I had the whole summer in order to improve, and I took this to heart, using my time off to put my whole heart into the sport I…

girl. We then played volleyball minutes later. Again I couldn't take my mind and eyes off of this beautiful girl. She was on the opposing team. In the seconds before we began playing, I introduced myself to her. Her name was Mary Jane Hallerud. I loved her name. Mary Jane is such a sweet mid-western sounding American name. I also got a really good look at her gorgeous face and smile to go with her beautiful everything. I liked how she dressed. We played volleyball for a little while and…

come in a variation of ways. My personal experience is developing it through sports. Throughout my childhood, I did ballet, hip-hop, competitive cheer, gymnastics, softball, competitive basketball, competitive soccer, and ten years of competitive volleyball. I had to deal with a multitude of physical hardships and challenges that truly tested my mental toughness. Whether it was forgetting a dance move in the middle of a huge performance, dismounting off an apparatus and misfiring, striking out,…