I came to Mineplex knowing Nobody. I played the most competitive game at the time, Champions. At the time I knew this would be a lot more fun and strategic then Brute like MineZ. I knew from the start I could become something in this game. I had a goal already in mind before I came here, to find a fun game worth me spending time into. I decided to join a team known as Relentless. Relentless had a very short life span, was more of a group of friends then an actual team. This group of friends beat the team known as the Rebellion 4k-15k both rounds. (they were that bad LOL) Raw12g and I were thought to be the new duo, but it was cut short. Raw12g went solo and I went clanless for around 2 months. Somewhere in that time I hit my prime. I ran into a guy named Rocksmasher, who would become the most unstoppable duo ever. …show more content…
From day 1 I wanted out, but I made a choice to stay, because I thought that the team had potential, and it did. I carried Rebellion to the semi finals of several tournaments, like the p3productions invitational, etc. Because I was on such a shit team, I never really got popular. After continuous losses the Rebellion started to recruit players. That is where ScoobyDou, PieAura and PressEsc joined. This for the Rebellion could have been the revive the team needed, but with no leadership, the team fell apart, and we all went solo. Later about halfway into the summer, I decided to create a private pub stomping team known as Team Proximity, with myself as the leader. I recruited some of the best skilled players on Mineplex I have ever seen. That is why you have PieAura here (apparently Tercel said “we’re blessed to have Pie”) Anyways, Proximity was insanely good. I had literally dozens of people tell me ”Prox should go competitive”, “You guys could be the next Dauntless” I wasn’t about that life, I wanted to have Proximity just be a group of friends that smack randoms for fun. That is what I kept it and what it is
In Unbroken: A world war 2 story of survival, resilience, and redemption- by Laura Hillenbrand; young Louie Zamperini is a delinquent of Torrance, California. He steals food, runs around like hell and even dreams of hoping on a train and running away for good. However, Pete, his older manages to turn his life around by turning his love of running from the law into a passion for track and field. Zamperini is so fast that he breaks his high school’s mile record, resulting in him attending the olympics in berlin in 1936. His running career however was put on hold when World war 2 broke out, he enlisted in the the Air Corps and becomes a bombardier. During a harrowing battle, the “superman” gets hit numerous times with japanese bullets destroying
There are different types of parent and child relationships. There are relationships based on structure, rules, and family hierarchy. While others are based on understanding, communication, trust, and support. Both may be full of love and good intentions but, it is unmistakable to see the impact each distinct relationship plays in the transformation of a person. In Chang’s story, “The Unforgetting”, and Lagerkvist’s story, “Father and I”, two different father and son relationships are portrayed. “The Unforgetting” interprets Ming and Charles Hwangs’ exchange as very apathetic, detached, and a disinterested. In contrast, the relationship illustrated in the “Father and I” is one of trust, guidance, and security. In comparing and contrasting the two stories, there are distinct differences as well as similarities of their portrayal of a father and son relationship in addition to a tie that influences a child’s rebellion or path in life.
It all started when I first joined the squad in 7th grade. I did it because it was something that I really enjoyed because it was energetic, fun, and I never had to pay to get into any football or basketball game! Although we weren’t the crazy awesome at the time, we still had a great time doing it and I never had any regrets, but I didn’t think I would
To my surprise we defeated the team. Winning the first game of the season sparked a burning passion in the team to win and become the best. Our desire and lust to be the underdogs was fueled by our atrocious previous season. Game after game, we defeated our opponents, and game after game we became stronger and stronger. We began to believe in ourselves and instead of dreading the games, we could think of nothing else. I realized that I was wrong about my initial thoughts about our new coach, and that I should not have judged him without giving him a chance. Soon, our confidence grew to the point where we wanted to win the championship. Off the field, we had our doubts. We convinced ourselves that we would not be able to qualify for the championship, based on our statistics from last season. On the field, however, our play style could not be defended against, and our skill was unmatched. Every game we gave it all we had because we had nothing to lose. We knew going into the games that it couldn’t be worse than the previous season. As a result, we began to play for fun, and by doing so we got into our rhythm. Soon enough, we qualified for the championship, and we were going to the semi-finals. Our opponents were no match for us, and we won the game. Next was the finals. It was all surreal at the time. We were the worst team, or thought to be at least. We had done horribly the previous season, and not a single one of us could have even dreamed of this happening, but it did. We went into the finals knowing that no matter what happens, we had a wonderful season and we all had fun. We knew that even if we lost, we would be happy because we had fun and it was a great run. Despite the odds, we won the finals. We were the champions. I remember the game ending and joy rushing through my body. We, the underdogs, had won the
The second level was as a messenger of religion, a messenger of God. For the
Everyone knew we had a bunch of capability this season, so all the seniors were looking forward to the season. Ty Waltz and I were elected at the team captains, so that made me feel better as a player and individual to have that responsibility. At the beginning of the season, we had to deal with a few injuries so playing to our full capability was really hard. We won our first two games, then we had a rough stretch of really good teams. We didn’t win any of them, but we hung in with a Division one team, so we were pretty happy with that. Everything went pretty well from there. We started winning again, and we even beat Ottawa Glandorf and Celina for the first time in LB soccer history. OG has always either beaten us or tied until we upset them 2-1 at their own field. We had a bunch of momentum going into tournaments this season. Our first game, we dominated Ada 10-0. After that game, we had to go play at Riverdale. There was something about that team that we just couldn’t beat, even though we were better than them. We ended up losing that game 1-0, and I didn’t know what to think. Even though my high school soccer career was over, I handled it pretty
I figured that I had grown about five inches since my freshman year and had gotten stronger it might be time to play basketball competitively once more. When November rolled around I was on the varsity team, but unfortunately my basketball skills was not up to par. It was tough at first, because I was a new face on the team, and the guys on the team had a great chemistry that they had built up throughout the years. After a few weeks had rolled by, I realized that I would not be in the rotation.I told myself that the team’s success is more important than my personal desired statistics.I decided to make the most of my role on the team. It was a tradition for the guys who were not in the rotation to contribute to the game in some way, guys did this by preforming stunts after significant plays and momentum shifts in the game in our favor. This was great because the crowd loved and it and more importantly my teammates fed off of the
Another thing that helped me realize I was the right person was the fact that my friend and I put the team together. My friend and I basically recruited people. We picked
Four years later, I was the competitive adolescent I had involuntarily dreamed to be. In the last four years, I had learned the game and grown all the way into the team captain
Narrative Therapy was developed to help people separate themselves from their problems. The idea is that this will help the person use the skills that they already possess to minimize the problems that exist in their everyday lives. The Narrative Therapy approach was developed by Social Workers Michael White (Australia) and David Epston (New Zealand) during the 1970s-1980s. “White proclaimed is work to be exclusively that of ‘rich story development’ “(Gallant).
Finally Friday came. The tournament lasted for about three hours, peppered with constant complaints, arguments, and threatened fist fights. To my own disbelief, we lost -- by one point! For the rest of the night I rationalized our loss by creating stories of how they must have cheated, accented by remarks about the character blemishes of their mothers. I just kept saying that we were still the best and it didn't matter that we had lost. By the end of the night no one was speaking to me, not even my partner in the competition. I finally snuck off and went home. All the way, I could feel myself choking on ...
Welcome friends, peers, teachers, and parents. We are finally graduating! It has been a long four years since I first stepped in to these halls as a freshman, but yet I can’t help but feel its only been a short time in my life. Today I had two jobs to do, that’s it. The first one was to show up to this event, consider it done. The second was to give a memorable speech on perseverance and just what it means to me. So it is with that intro that i begin my speech. The dictionary defines perseverance as a steady effort to maintain a course of action, purpose, or belief, often in spite of difficulty. So it is today that I ask you what does perseverance mean to you? Each one of you has faced many difficulties throughout your lives, and this is only the just the beginning. Each and every one of us has at some point needed perseverance, and we will continue to need it in the future. When I hear the word perseverance two things come into mind, my efe class and college.
Narrative Essay It all started my sophomore year of high school. People always tell you that when someone knocks you down, you should always get back up and keep trying. I had this mindset at the beginning of my sophomore year, but I ended up letting a teacher knock me down to the point where I did not get back up for a couple of years. I never expected my second year of high school to go so awry.
... to go to the upcoming competition, I decided that I would step in to be the voice of reason between the two groups. Although these two groups consisted of the majority of my friends and the conflict was about an issue that I obtained some knowledge about, I placed my friendships aside and refused to let my opinion sway me in the way that I felt would resolve the issue. I knew that letting this situation go on without turning it in would leave the band lacking, but I also knew that refusing to turn it in put me position in jeopardy. I made my decision based upon the band as a whole and that we would need our entire member to compete at the best of our abilities. My position as drum major did not really matter to me at the time of resolving the issue. It was then that I realized what my mother and father had been trying to instill in me for the last seventeen years.
It was at this moment that I realized that there truly is no “I” in team. A team is not characterized by the individuals within, but rather what the individuals can come together to achieve. For so long I had tried to discover where I belonged on the team. In reality, I should have realized that from the moment I stepped on the court, I was already a member of the varsity team. With a newfound sense of strength, we continued the game. Every single point we won felt like we were putting our lives on the line, while every single point we lost felt like ten-ton chains were holding us down. Even so, it was just another volleyball game. One I had experienced on multiple occasions, perhaps not to the same magnitude, but it was a relatively familiar situation. Strangely, it felt different. I felt more relaxed, more confident, and I was having more fun. At the time, I was not sure what it came from. I was too focused on finishing out the game to pay it much attention. But reflecting on it now, I realize that without a doubt, it was because I truly felt like I belonged on the team. For the first time, I knew that my team was behind me, ready to help me up whenever I fell. We continued on with the game. Despite being down two sets to one at one point, we now found ourselves nearing victory in the fifth set. Finally, we were able to overcome the opponent to win the match three sets to two and secure the second SPC championship for Greenhill Boys Volleyball in three