Throughout the Years
Coming into high school I expected all the horrors that naturally come from upper class men to scare the freshmen. I expected to be bullied by the upper class men and for the teachers to be very critical. It was easier for me though since I did have my big brother and some of his friends here who would look after me. Every year in high school has become harder between classes, and the craziness of balancing sports and homework. Even though the classes have become harder, and the work more challenging, I have grown as a student and an individual in my three years of high school.
Freshman year I started my career in high school. I signed up to take all honors classes, which turned out not to be as bad as I thought. I chose to take French and have had a blast in the class every year. Towards the end of the year I was chosen to be one of the students who talked to the upcoming freshmen about the high school. The best part of my freshman year was the teachers. They were all amazing and not as strict as I had envisioned. The worst part about freshman year was trying to balance my gymnastics practices with my school work. I was in the gym for practice four days a week for roughly thirteen hours a week. There were many practices missed due to homework and many competitions missed due to school. I was never fully able to balance out the two.
Sophomore year was one of my harder years to go through. I continued on in my honors classes and continue taking my French classes. My English class was one of the easier classes that I took, while my math class was one of the harder classes taken. Math homework every night on top of gymnastics practice became very stressful and hard to deal with. In March, 2012, after acquiring a serious elbow injury after falling off the high bar and a knee disorder, I decided that it was time for me to call it quits and end my gymnastics career. I couldn't deal with sitting around and doing nothing every day, so I decided to join the track team and try out pole vaulting. My personal best was seven feet at the last meet, but was able to pull out six foot six after only a week of practice with a pole that was not in my weight range. There were two events that were probably the worst part of my sophomore years, the first being the end of my gymnastics career. The second event was an infraction between me and a girl I thought was my best friend. By the end of the year I was able to tell who my true friends were, and who the fakes were. The best part of sophomore year was after all the drama; I felt I had, and will still have, a better relationship with my true friends now since they were the ones there by my side through the whole ordeal.
Junior year has been one of the best years that I have had. I have had the best electives including anatomy and photography. I was accepted into National Honors Society which I was really excited about. On top of my induction my brother, who is a senior this year, was accepted into the University of Northwestern Ohio for the diesel program which I was extremely happy for. I have been offered the opportunity to do fundraising to go to France the summer after my senior year, which I have been participating in every single one. My dream for this year is to be able to raise enough in fundraising to go to France, and to eventually get my license. The best part of my junior year was finally getting back into gymnastics. I joined a tumbling and trampoline class, which the coach allowed me to also do uneven bars and vault when I wanted to. During one of the classes my former team coach approached me and asked me if I would like to be an assistant coach for the pre-team kids. It wasn't an offer that I was going to pass up seeing as I wanted to be a coach there since I began participating on the team in level four. Now every Wednesday and Friday I am back in the gym preparing seven and eight year olds to move up to the team program. The worst part of my junior year is knowing that I will go onto senior year and my big brother won’t be home to tease me or listen to me complain about school every day. I’ll see him on the weekends but it’s not the same as seeing him every day.
Senior year will bring around its own form of troubles and worries but I plan to make it the best year of my life. You're only a senior in high school once, it's best to make it count while you still can.
1) If I could live anywhere and any way I wanted I would live in a small little one horse town away from everyone. I want to live on a farm with lots of land and animals.
2) If I could be anything I wanted, I would be a physical therapist. I love helping others and feel that going into the medical field is the best way to benefit others.
3) If I could do anything I wanted, when I wanted, I would choose to tumble wherever I could. No one seems to trust that I can do it without getting hurt so I'm never allowed to.
4) Where are you five years from now? In five years I hope to be in college working on my degree in physical therapy. I also hope to still be working at gymnastics and hopefully become a coach for the team girls.
5) Twenty- five years from now I hope to have a job in the therapy field as well as be married with one or two children.
6) Thirty- five years from now I plan to live in on a small little farm in the middle of nowhere and watch my children grow up.
7) Fifty years from now I hope to still be working as a therapist as well as a coach. I hope to see my children grow up and become parents of their own.
Even though these are the plans I want for the future their not set in stone. Plans change and people change and there's no stopping the change.
Freshman year I started my career in high school. I signed up to take all honors classes, which turned out not to be as bad as I thought. I chose to take French and have had a blast in the class every year. Towards the end of the year I was chosen to be one of the students who talked to the upcoming freshmen about the high school. The best part of my freshman year was the teachers. They were all amazing and not as strict as I had envisioned. The worst part about freshman year was trying to balance my gymnastics practices with my school work. I was in the gym for practice four days a week for roughly thirteen hours a week. There were many practices missed due to homework and many competitions missed due to school. I was never fully able to balance out the two.
Sophomore year was one of my harder years to go through. I continued on in my honors classes and continue taking my French classes. My English class was one of the easier classes that I took, while my math class was one of the harder classes taken. Math homework every night on top of gymnastics practice became very stressful and hard to deal with. In March, 2012, after acquiring a serious elbow injury after falling off the high bar and a knee disorder, I decided that it was time for me to call it quits and end my gymnastics career. I couldn't deal with sitting around and doing nothing every day, so I decided to join the track team and try out pole vaulting. My personal best was seven feet at the last meet, but was able to pull out six foot six after only a week of practice with a pole that was not in my weight range. There were two events that were probably the worst part of my sophomore years, the first being the end of my gymnastics career. The second event was an infraction between me and a girl I thought was my best friend. By the end of the year I was able to tell who my true friends were, and who the fakes were. The best part of sophomore year was after all the drama; I felt I had, and will still have, a better relationship with my true friends now since they were the ones there by my side through the whole ordeal.
Junior year has been one of the best years that I have had. I have had the best electives including anatomy and photography. I was accepted into National Honors Society which I was really excited about. On top of my induction my brother, who is a senior this year, was accepted into the University of Northwestern Ohio for the diesel program which I was extremely happy for. I have been offered the opportunity to do fundraising to go to France the summer after my senior year, which I have been participating in every single one. My dream for this year is to be able to raise enough in fundraising to go to France, and to eventually get my license. The best part of my junior year was finally getting back into gymnastics. I joined a tumbling and trampoline class, which the coach allowed me to also do uneven bars and vault when I wanted to. During one of the classes my former team coach approached me and asked me if I would like to be an assistant coach for the pre-team kids. It wasn't an offer that I was going to pass up seeing as I wanted to be a coach there since I began participating on the team in level four. Now every Wednesday and Friday I am back in the gym preparing seven and eight year olds to move up to the team program. The worst part of my junior year is knowing that I will go onto senior year and my big brother won’t be home to tease me or listen to me complain about school every day. I’ll see him on the weekends but it’s not the same as seeing him every day.
Senior year will bring around its own form of troubles and worries but I plan to make it the best year of my life. You're only a senior in high school once, it's best to make it count while you still can.
1) If I could live anywhere and any way I wanted I would live in a small little one horse town away from everyone. I want to live on a farm with lots of land and animals.
2) If I could be anything I wanted, I would be a physical therapist. I love helping others and feel that going into the medical field is the best way to benefit others.
3) If I could do anything I wanted, when I wanted, I would choose to tumble wherever I could. No one seems to trust that I can do it without getting hurt so I'm never allowed to.
4) Where are you five years from now? In five years I hope to be in college working on my degree in physical therapy. I also hope to still be working at gymnastics and hopefully become a coach for the team girls.
5) Twenty- five years from now I hope to have a job in the therapy field as well as be married with one or two children.
6) Thirty- five years from now I plan to live in on a small little farm in the middle of nowhere and watch my children grow up.
7) Fifty years from now I hope to still be working as a therapist as well as a coach. I hope to see my children grow up and become parents of their own.
Even though these are the plans I want for the future their not set in stone. Plans change and people change and there's no stopping the change.