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dollars that she received from across the world. Mother Teresa ignored the transparency laws of countries that stated she must declare records of the charity donations she received [Vaidyanathan 15]. Consequently, Mother Teresa frequented dubious social circles taking money from the infamous Duvalier family and Charles Keating. After eagerly accepting their money with open arms, Mother Teresa went as far as praising both of these men that embezzled and stole money from their constituents and…

When teaching the skill of sweeping or brushing to novice curlers necessary to always remember the three basic fundamentals. These fundamentals are body weight, brush speed and footwork. Throughout the process of teaching our skill we will continue to highlight these fundamentals ensuring that our teens will remember them and hopefully demonstrate them as they continue to curl. During our teaching of the skill it is important to note that we will always be watching for unsafe practices on the…

When I grow up I want to be a MLB baseball player there are many reasons why I want to and what position I want to play. When I grow I want to play professional baseball. I always wanted to play baseball since I was about 5. I used to like the cubs. Then, when I turned about 9-11 years old don’t know when exactly, but I became a Yankee fan. When I was in the kindergarten, I used to watch the cubs play and learn so much. I am actually the only Yankee fan in R.O.W.V.A elementary school, not sure…

Imagine playing on a field with a sold out crowd, cheering and hollering for your team to win the game. Then you’re up to bat and you hit a walkoff home run, and the whole stadium goes wild just for you, because you won the game for your team. It’s always been a dream of mine to play softball in college. One thing I would like to accomplish in the future is to get a softball scholarship to the University of Michigan because; I love playing softball, I would like to be apart of the team, and…

Gone, 8-7. The day was beautiful, and you knew it was a baseball day. Two teams were going to go out there play their hardest until they had nothing left, especially me. I wanted to show everyone everyday what I was made of and what I had to show for it. Southwest Little League baseball field had such a nice field that it had felt like second home when it came to All Star games. I was so nervous that sweating so much it was like I was a cold glass of water sitting outside on a hot summer day.…

There is something so unexplanatory about the game of softball. The way you can almost immediately smell the freshly cut grass. The way the leather of your glove perfectly matches your hand. That feeling just as you take the field before the biggest game of the season. That is what has shaped me into the person I am today. This game will humble you when you are feeling high. It makes you appreciate the satisfaction of a win, after knowing all your hard work has paid off. But on the other hand,…

“Alright now Skin, I need you to be my leadoff here and get a rally going!” I do not respond, because I obviously know how important this one at bat is for the team and for myself. One thing coach loves doing, making sure I know how much I am accountable for. There is no comment to explain to me of how dependent I am on these upcoming moments for the team, so don’t make it any worse. To start off and to have the power to set the tone of the whole inning. I have never studied on another human…

All my life I've grown up watching my older sister play the game of softball. Being the little sister, I looked up to her and always wanted to mirror her every move. From the clothes she wore to the way she walked. But the best thing I ever did was mirror the way she played softball. She pushed me to be at the top of my game and play every game like it was my last. As she played high school softball I dreamt of playing second base and wearing her jersey. And that's exactly what I did. Four…

Down the grass hill past the electrical box, once used as a bike jump, lies a place that holds many memories and a special place in my heart. The third base line fence is a little bent, due to hanging on it and trying to do many pull-ups on it. Our bikes lie wherever we dropped them to go play along the third base line. Behind the arched backstop behind home plate, the almost rotted bench perches up on the falling bricks. Underneath, grass so patted down it wouldn’t need to be mowed, yet still…

Everybody has an Uncle Leroy. My Uncle Leroy shows up at Thanksgiving and touches on the drumstick before the turkey makes it to the table. He prefers the drumstick on the right side as the creature faces to the south with cornbread stuffing packed firmly between its legs. In general, you try not to look at my uncle’s face and big belly when he grins or laughs. His eyebrows are uncontrolled, bushy and seem to have a life of their own. Once you look, you stare and find yourself stuck as he…