In February of 2006, I began a journey that I never imagined myself taking. I was a single mother who was fighting stage 3 breast cancer. Do to the cancer, I found an interest in our local Relay for Life which I co-captained for our Bendix Team. Our local Relay was in June that year and I stayed at the track for 16 of the 18 hours where I celebrated with the other survivors and participated in all the events. To see other cancer survivors and hear their stories was uplifting to me.My family and I felt so much joy. My son celebrated with the other children at the track and we left Relay feelinghope for the first time since my diagnosis. As amazing as this experience was, it didn’t prepare me for what would become the most amazing day. After my first year with the Relay for Life, I felt I wanted to do more so I joined the Relay for Life …show more content…
But this essay and my most amazing day is concerning the Relay of 2009. That year, the number of survivors participating in our Relay had risen from 46 in 2006, to 95 in 2010. So, in a short time, I had helped with doubling the survivors attending. On this amazing day, I had prepared the plaque and the flowers for the nominee. I had the nomination ready. As I stepped on the stage, the chair of Relay took my microphone; she told me there had been a last-minute change. She started reading the nomination. I was completely surprised. It was my life story she was reading. I was overwhelmed that the award was coming to me. I started crying with joy. My family was watching also and they started crying with me. I couldn’t believe that Relay wished to honor me with this award. I floated from the stage to the start of the survivor lap. When I completed the lap, I asked my family to join me. I shared the flowers with them and we all cried together. For the rest of the Relay, the time flew by. I smiled so much my face hurt. I was hugged and hugged by so many people and I felt like I was walking on
While there are many small happenings throughout the year, the main focus is on “The Big Event”. This is a 12-hour long dance marathon where dancers who have spent the year raising money for the cause dance their hearts out, get to meet the children part of the Children’s Miracle network and their families, and have opportunities to continue giving (whether through signing up to donate bone marrow or having hair cut for Locks of Love). During this big party, attendees are not allowed to sit/lay down or have any caffeine. This is to try and replicate a tiny bit of how the kiddos feel on a daily basis, having to go through treatments and long hospital stays while still trying to keep their spirits up. Throughout the 12 hours, families are invited to take the stage and tell the story of their experiences with Universi...
Terry knew that aches and pains are common in athlete’s lives. At the end of his first year of university there was a new pain in his knee. One morning Terry woke up to see that he could no longer stand up. A week later Terry found out that it was not just an ache he had a malignant tumor; his leg would have to be cut off six inches above the knee. Terry’s doctor told him that he had a chance of living but the odds were fifty to seventy percent. He also said that he should be glad it happened now fore just 2 years ago the chance of living was fifteen percent. The night before his operation a former coach brought Terry a magazine featuring a man who ran a marathon after a similar operation. Terry didn’t want to do something small if he was going to do something he was going to do it big. "I am competitive" Terry said, "I’m a dreamer. I like challenges. I don’t give up. When I decided to do it, I knew it was going to be all out. There was no in between Terry’s sixteen month follow up he saw all the young people suffering and getting weak by the disease. He never forgot what he saw and felt burdened to thoughts that died to run this marathon. He was one of the lucky one in three people to survive in the cancer clinics. Terry wrote asking for sponsorship " I could not leave knowing that these faces and feelings would still be here even though I would be set free of mine, s...
Cancer is a deadly disease that millions of people die from a year. Many loved ones are killed with little to no warning affecting families across our world. My family happened to be one that was affected by this atrocious disease. This event changed the way my family members and I viewed cancer.
It was my final moments as a Chelsea High School cheerleader. My final banquet had quickly approached. It was then that I realized I was not ready for the season to be over. I stood in front of my friends, fellow cheerleaders, and their families as they watched and waited for me to recite my last words as the season came to an end. It took hours for me to write about what my teammates and my coaches meant to me. I did not want to sound too nostalgic since I’m not the emotional type, but I also did not want to come across as indifferent. It was a difficult task but I knew I could accomplish it.
In modern society, people often look at cancer as an incurable disease, a sign of death approaching closer towards your entity, but one man stood up and tried to nullify these assumptions. In the quest of curing cancer, a humanitarian, cancer research activist, Terrance Stanley Fox, dedicated his life into granting fundraising all around Canada, running a full-length marathon (forty two kilometers) every single day for till his parting death, while enduring his Amputated leg and rising awareness of the illness at the same time. He successfully raised a total of twenty four million dollars by the first of February 1981, plunging a significant influence in people’s heart till this day. Terry Fox is the greatest Canadian in history, because he
"Even if I don't finish, we need others to continue. It's got to keep going without me. ” (An individual who is remembered as the face of cancer research. Terry Fox was a boy who was really enthusiastic about sports. He was named athlete of the year in his senior year, but suddenly he discovered he had bone cancer in his right knee. Instead of just quitting, he decided to do something beneficial. He impacted Canada like no one ever has before. He decided to run from coast to coast on only one leg in order to raise money. He called it the Marathon of Hope. Contributions to cancer research, inspiring others to persevere and strive for success, and having many physical memorials in Canada are some of the many ways this young man has and still is impacting Canada.
“I want to try the impossible to show that it can be done”, these wise words were spoken by Terry Fox during the 1980 Marathon of Hope. Strong, willful, and stubborn, Terry pushed through the seemingly-endless marathon as his chest burned. Fortunately, he knew how to deal with pain. At the early age of 18, Terry was diagnosed with osteosarcoma cancer in his right leg, compelling him to completely change his normal lifestyle forever. As he resiliently dealt with cancer, we shouldn’t simply remember him as the man who got sick and lost a leg. When Terry Fox is mentioned, he should be remembered as the man who lost a leg and took action to fight for others who could potentially or already be suffering from the same struggles. He should be thought
Diagnosed with cancer and given just months to live, Randy Pausch decided to give a last lecture. Randy felt this was important so that he may give a sort of goodbye to those who he cared about, share advice and life-experiences that he felt were important, and most importantly for his kids, whom would never really get to know him because of their age. This book is a collection of stories and general life advice that Randy felt was important to share before moving on.
I joined Relay For Life because my overzealous biology teacher kept pushing it and I was an eager freshman wanting to pad my application for college. I didn’t know that Relay For Life was a part of the American Cancer Society, I didn’t know that my high school was one of the 150 high school’s in the nation to have their own relay, but I knew, the minute the lights went down and the
My journey began when I signed up to play in a golf tournament for the benefit of the Breast Cancer Foundation when, ironically, I discovered a lump in one of my breasts. At the time I was more concerned with the tournament than the lump and I decided to only monitor it for any changes. Much to my chagrin, I noticed it was steadily growing. A friend suggested that I see a doctor. I procrastinated in doing so, prompting my concerned friend to call and make the appointment for me. Looking back now I probably would not have made it to the doctor if it weren't for the action of a friend who unknowingly played a key role in saving my life.
During my first year of medical school, I brought a new student organization to my campus called Love Your Melon. Love Your Melon is a company that was started by two college students in Minnesota with the initial mission to give every child battling cancer a beanie. Bringing this organization to my school allowed me to raise awareness for childhood cancer, as well as carry out events for local children battling cancer. One child in particular was a 16-year-old girl diagnosed with brain cancer. As an organization, we were able to provide her a day doing all of the activities that she loved instead of focusing on her disease.
I was 10 when my mother was diagnosed with stage two breast cancer. Naturally, I was scared and the thought of losing my mother was something I couldn’t fathom. My mom’s strength throughout her treatment was almost unbelievable. She drove
My College Essay: A Day At The Special Olympics At the special Olympics I saw students from other schools looking and sounding as excited and happy as me and my class. At Bates College, I was ready for the three events: the softball toss; mile run; and long jump. I train hard with my class since the year before because I stank, and I wanted to change that. I train hard so I could not only taste victory, but feel victory.
The journey of life follows a predetermined pattern; we evolve from needing influence and guidance to finally reaching that point where our lives are up to us. I consider myself very lucky up to this point in my journey. Some people become sidetracked and wind up on a far different course than initially planned, but the detours I made have only assisted in embellishing the individual instead of devouring it.
We finish what we start. This was the motto that kept me going during the strenuous training period for a marathon. But prior to that, I must confess, I wasn’t an athlete. I was never interested in playing sports, except for recreational badminton. During gym class, I would walk three quarters of the time when it time for the dreaded mile run. I preferred staying indoors and sitting on the couch and watch movies. The first time I had heard about a marathon training program, called Dreamfar, in my school, I thought to myself, what kind of crazy person would want to run a marathon? Never did I realize, eight months later, I would be that crazy person.