“Everyone has a past, but that’s just it- it’s in the past. You can learn from it, but you can’t change it.” This quote was said by Nicholas Sparks. Everyone has a past, whether it be good or bad. Our past can reflect who we were as people and who we have become. Some people are changed in better ways, but some are changed in worse ways. Your past is filled with memories and events that had huge impacts on you and that changed you dramatically as a person. People may refer to “back when” as the day before or years before present time. In my case, my “back when” refers to my early childhood years.
When remembering my early childhood years certain things come to mind. Certain things that tend to stick with you, such as familiar smells, sounds,
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I use to play soccer only on the weekends, then it progressed to a couple of days a week, and finally I’m playing the sport 24/7. I play club soccer in the winter and spring and I play high school soccer in the summer and fall. When I’m not playing soccer games, I’m training. Soccer has become definitely more competitive over the last few years. Now, I’m playing for a club team that focuses on college showcases mostly. I’m also playing for my high school soccer team and I made varsity both my freshman and sophomore year. Soccer could possibly be the gateway of attending a great college. Well, that and my grades. Soccer can be relaxing at times, but it can also be stressful. When I was younger I had no stress while playing soccer. It was a stress reliever for me. It was a time where things like school and other stressful things occurring in my life didn’t take over my mind. Now at times, I can get into a zone and not think about anything and have no stress. However, the are also times where I get so nervous and stressed out while playing soccer. The reason for this is because if you don’t play a good game you’re sitting the bench. If I’m sitting the bench then no college scouts will see me and I could potentially lose that chance of college scouts looking at me and recruiting me. Ultimately I should thank the great game of soccer because it has taught me so many life lessons that most people don’t get to experience until they are older. I have learned how to work as a team, how to overcome obstacles, and how to not quite. I’m a completely different person when I’m on the soccer field. I’ve been called silent, but deadly. Soccer is a long game that takes a lot of energy and hard work. I think that playing soccer at more competitive levels has helped me to become a well rounded student. I have to prioritize my time between school, soccer, and the other activities I’m involved
Soccer has guided me in many ways to become the person I am. Especially in high school, the sport has showed me how to be much more cooperative and open with others. Before high school, I isolated myself from others and had only a few close friends. Rather than being a sociable, I acted as though I was the only person in the world and had the outlook that as long as I do what is right individually, there is no need for me to work with others. This outlook changed when I joined the soccer team at Holy Spirit, my high school. With the way soccer is at the high school level, I had no choice but to cooperate and associate my selves with others. Once on the field, instead of introducing myself as "me" I had to introduce myself as a part of the team. You win as a team and you lose as a team. Sometimes I wanted to drive to games myself, and I was not allowed to because we are supposed to travel together and it would be wrong to the team for me to separate myself from the group.
Playing soccer has also brought my family closer together. Both my parents and my sisters would come to all my games and support me. No matter the outcome of the game my family was always there for me. My family has been at my important games and the games that I am not so proud of. Even though they have seen the worst of the sport I still love having them watching me play. They have been the reason I have never given up. And I love making them proud. In the past year, my travel team folded and I thought that I would never have another team to play on. It was very upsetting knowing that I would not be playing with the same girls that I have played with my entire life. Yet, I joined an intramural team and started playing again. I played on a co-ed team for two more years before I graduated high school. On the intramural tea...
I started playing soccer when I was four years old. At the time I had a lot of problems. To name a few, I was bad at working with others, I was a sore loser, and I did not handle pain or disappointment well. When I started to play soccer I had a low self esteem and was terribly shy. Going up and talking to people was not on my list of things to do. This made it pretty hard for me to fit in with all the other kids and make friends. It was hard to enjoy playing soccer when I felt as though I had no friends on the team. My parents noticed my dislike in the sport, but urged me to keep playing anyway.
I played soccer since I was seven, as of the last few years I played at a very high level. I have represented Ohio South two times at a regional showcase, I have been invited to participate in a camp in Manchester, England and attended the camp twice. Also last Season for the Newark High School soccer team I was named first team all league and third team all central district. Soccer was the first sport I truly loved to do, I wanted to be the best. I work hours upon hours to master whatever part of the game I wanted to improve on. Soccer has taught me to have a great work ethic, and that mentality came when I was cut from the state team the first time I tried out. It was the worst thing that has ever happened to me, I was destroyed, and I thought I was not good but I knew I could do better. The next year I worked, I got bigger, stronger, faster, my soccer I.Q. was higher;therefore, overall I was a much better player. The result of that work, was that I made the team, but not only, I made the starting line up. After that I knew I could accomplish anything I put my mind to.
As I have been reading memoirs about memory for this class, each essay made me recall or even examine my past memory closely. However, the more minutely I tried to recall what happened in the past, the more confused I got because I could not see the clear image and believe I get lost in my own memory, which I thought, I have preserved perfectly in my brain. The loss of the details in each memory has made me a little bit sentimental, feeling like losing something important in my life. But, upon reading those essays, I came to realize that remembering correct the past is not as important as growing up within memory. However, the feelings that were acquired from the past experience tend to linger distinctly. The essay that is related to my experience
Going to college is such a stressful time in a person’s life. You have to go through the process of finding what school you want to go to and what you are going to study. Figuring that out has to be difficult because they may be unsure if they are going to make the right decision or not. Now imagine going through the process of picking the best school for yourself and what you are going to study, and add playing a sport on top of that stress as well. You play a sport all throughout your childhood and high school, you do not want to give that up as you go away to college. You decide you are going to go to college to play that sport, not only do you want to play that sport, you also want to go to a Division Ι school and compete at the highest
Malcolm X once said, “There is no better than adversity. Every defeat; every heartbreak, every loss, contains its own seed, its own lesson on how to improve your performance next time.” I stared closely at the scoreboard, watching the seconds count down. I grasped that I would not be playing in this game or the next, or the one following that. This season would be a learning experience, an experience that would strengthen my mind and spirit. My first year on varsity soccer was truly a challenge. I struggled for the first time in my soccer career and faced many difficult obstacles, along the way. The season began, and I was immediately labeled as a “reserve” player. I was a bench warmer and a useless substitute, who had minimal playing time.
I found that three out of five senses were difficult for me to go into detail about, and only two had strong connections to memories: smell, and taste. When writing about my present home, my ocular and auditory senses were easiest to research, while the others could not be easily connected. For touch, I couldn 't use present or past, and so I had to consider instead how touch is associated with what I think of my future. While I discussed my findings with the people I share my home with, as well as family I used to live with, my findings were completely different compared to their ideas. We all live(d) in the same environment, and experience roughly the same things at home, and yet, we all associated different things. Diego, my fiancé, who I share the house with along with his mother and sister, said that home sounded like his mom doing dishes. His mother said her home sounded like the creaking of an old house. I, on the other hand, recorded that the home sounded like screaming children from the daycare in the basement. I also compared my findings with my mum when looking at the past. I said that memories of home smelled like Christmas. She could not think of a scent, but disagreed that our home smelled like Christmas. We both agreed that the taste of tea was easily associated with home,
My first memory is getting the baseball doughnut inside Krispy Kreme. And it were more commonly known as strawberry filled doughnut. My grandma would go through the drive thru and get these for me I were about three. One of my favorite things to get and were always easier for me to chew other than anything else. I had many doughnuts and hot chocolate or cold chocolate milk being watched by my nanny, Velma .We had such special bond because she had a daughter my age and her name was Jamila .From then and still do which goes way back. Many other early memories I have are the slumber parties I had at my nanny house as a kid. I remembering having my five-year-old birthday party at the Arcade Iron Horse. I also remember being completely devastated when it was close down and went out of business not too long after
I was always taught that soccer was to be about the love of the game and that it should be fun. Unfortunately, I faced many obstacles that I needed to overcome before I could truly love the game for what it was worth. I grew and continued to love the game, knowing little at the time of the obstacles I would be faced with, and would need to overcome. My struggles with soccer began early in my life. I was an average player, who had a drive to succeed and go far.
Learning to walk as a child the ability to overcome previous barriers and broken free into new territory. Often times these memories consist of the various forms of formal and inform rite of passages that humans accumulate over their long lives. The brain remembers these memories because they hold importance
... important to always move forward with your life. There is no point in worrying about the past because you will never be able to get it back, all you can do is go on and learn from your mistakes.
A red brick house on top of a small hill is where my memories reside. A slightly curved gravel road led to the front of the house. Eight or nine rose brown apple trees randomly covered the plush green lawn. Down the small hill, muddy brown water trickled down a ditch with cattails surrounding it. One enormous willow tree sat in the background, to the right of the house, to complete the picture. It almost seemed like a picture from a postcard. But when you're a kid none of this really matters. All that really matters to you is to have as much fun as possible. My memories don't come just from this beautiful picture but from the little things making it.
Many philosophical debates have happened regarding this idea. The debate about the self and identity and what constitutes it has been widely discussed by Locke. Locke believes that these kinds of memories make someone similar to what they were in the past if not better (Klein, 2012). Just as countries and cities have history, so does one’s self within itself. As history is recorded within and through literature, consider yourself as your
People have often thought of going back in time because of regrets or mistakes they want to fix in the past. The only way to go to the past is time travel there. Time travel has been know as science fiction but now scientist have been believing time travel is possible based on the physics laws. If time travel is possible, then will it be helpful for human begins to go back to the past. Time travel can’t be worth it because if you change something in the past, it will affect a lot in your future. The people you thought you knew may not be the same people in the future because you change something in the past. There are different theories stating on that there may be parallel universe and other versions of us.