So far, eighth grade has been my favorite year of my life. It was filled with many amazing memories with great friends. However, it didn’t start off that way. I had tried out for our school soccer team that year. My whole life, I had played soccer as a goalie, so I tried out as a goalie. I thought that they would need to take the two goalies that were trying out for the team incase one gets injured. Therefore, there was no way that I would get cut. Right? Apparently, the coach was not thinking the same way. I thought that for sure I would make the team. The whole day after tryouts, my stomach was filled with butterflies that would not stop fluttering around. I was with my best friend Bella while I waited for my email. Every five minutes I would nervously refresh my email. My hands were sweating and my heart felt like it was running a marathon. When I got the email that I did not make the team, my heart sunk into my stomach. Bella cheered me up immediately as we read the short email that the coach had sent by saying “Well, they lost out. But you can go play for field hockey! I heard that they need more players and aren’t cutting people!” That is the moment …show more content…
Other times, I believe that I am not good and that I have no idea what I am doing. Sometimes, I question why I am playing field hockey and didn’t try out for some other sport instead. However, I always realize that playing field hockey was the best decision I have ever made. Everyday during the field hockey season, I would stare at the clock in anticipation for my field hockey game or practice that day. As soon as the clock struck 1:50 and the teacher said “That’s all for today. See you guys tomorrow.” I rushed out of the room, to my locker, then the locker room. Field hockey was the bright spot to my day. The hour or two I spent playing field hockey let me forget all the stressful things that I have to do
Dear Future 8th grader, I know how you feel you are excited to start the year off with a boom and that's a good thing later on the year your going to get less and less excited about 8th grade but just remember what started the spark at the beginning of the year and what causes that boom to happen.As you progress along this year you should just become more excited and never get bored of class or your work because think of all the fun and cool things your going to achieve just by doing your work.
I know I am the person I am today because of what I went through playing hockey as a young woman. To quote the WASP, B.J. Williams “If you have a dream of something you want to do and you prepare yourself and stay focused, go for it!” And that they did. Works Cited Cole, J. H. (1992).
It all began one day when I was six years old. My dad and I were playing catch at my grandparents house in the yard. I decided that I wanted to pitch so I told my dad to crouch down like a catcher. As I began to pitch I would try to imitate my favorite pitcher at the time, Cardinal starter, Chris Carpenter. My grandpa would sit in a chair by the window and watch me throw. After throwing a few pitches my grandpa decided that he wanted to come outside. With his walker, he made his slow walk outside to get a closer look at me. “I think we’ve got something here” he said to my dad as I continued to pitch. From that moment on, I always wanted to pitch in front of him just to listen to what he would have to say about me.
Eighth grade was one of the greatest school years of my life. This year was full of new experiences, and I have learned so much from them. In English class, we’ve learned a bunch of skills and did numerous activities. We learned about Anne Frank and the Holocaust. We had the opportunity to read many great books, all having a special and unique meaning to them. Our class also learned a variety of skills and strategies ranging from reading comprehension tips to learning how to use the comma. ELA this year was extremely informative and helpful but amusing at the same time.
On my first year of middle school, I was so excited because I finally could try out to be on a school softball team. I never played travel ball, only recreation softball so I've never actually been on a team that I tried out for. Over the summer I went to batting practice and fielding to get ready for the year. This is my year, I thought ready to tryout and make the team. The day came to where I had to show what I could do to the coaches. It took a while for the tryouts to actually commence because there was so much rain that week that it kept getting pushed back. This made more nervous, I just wanted to get it over with. I worked hard throughout the tryouts, but when I went up to bat I could not hit the ball. I tried many times but I couldn't do it. I felt terrible because everyone else hit great. I was embarrassed. I freaked out, this is what could ruin my chance to be on the team. Even then I still tried my best.
All throughout high school I played on the softball team. Proceeding the season before where we went undefeated with a district championship, my senior year we were supposed to be unstoppable. We received a few new players to add on to our army and the entire school was counting on our run to state. I was so excited to have an amazing end to my high school softball career, but unfortunately my dream was cut short when we lost in the first round of districts. I did not know that loss would change me the way it did.
Ask yourself, how was your 8th grade year… Was it good, bad, fun, or stressful? Well most of my 8th grade year was bad but the ending actually turned out good. The start of my year was exciting, but that was just the beginning. As time went on and the work started to come in, that's when things turned south for me. I started stressing about everything I had to do, I was getting to overwhelmed. I would catch myself slipping constantly and it was worrying me because I didn't want to get held back a year. I slowly started to lose all interest in all of my work.
In 2014 I was determined to make the high school soccer team. Every day at 8 am at the beginning of a dreadfully hot August morning, I would get to the turf fields for 4 hours and participate in “hell week”. After a long week, I made the JV team. I was never put into the game and felt like my hard work was put to no use. My sophomore year rolled around and I tried extra hard to impress the coaches. Anything and everything was a competition to make it to the top. By the end of the week, we all gathered around the paper that had names of the players who made it. I didn’t make the team. After tears and telling myself to move on, I went to the field hockey tryouts. I knew nothing about the sport and was terrified that soccer wasn’t my go-to
Sports play a very important role in my life ever since I could walk. My interests in playing sports began at the age of three as my parents signed me up for soccer, flag football, basketball, and lacrosse. First grade started my competitive edge as I began to play for travel teams in various sport tournaments. This competitive edge transferred from the sports field to the classroom having teachers and coaches helping me be the best I can be. Sports have continually well-shaped and defined my character by teaching me how to accept a win from working hard, also how a loss is an opportunity to learn and fix mistakes.
Probably one of the most important decisions I've made in my life happened this year. The decision was me , choosing whether i wanted to do drumline or play hockey. As a freshman going into the first year of highschool, it lead me to think of plenty of things. But one important fact that stuck out was me deciding if I wanted to pursue music or sports. As a freshman , I knew that I couldn't balance sports and marching band at the same time. Rehearsal for marching band happened everyday after school until 5 pm. I knew I couldn't do homework and study for tests with only 3 hours if hockey started at 9. So, I made the decision of choosing drumline over hockey. Not only would it help me balance my time doing homework, it would also help me on my
6th grade, and I was saying hello, and now 8th grade has come and it’s gone from introductions to goodbyes as my last days as a middle school student wind down. 8th grade, 8th grade from the opening day to the signing of the yearbooks. This is the year of memories, goodbyes, and regrets. 8th grade and I’m still realizing that there are people in the world that would die to go to a school like this.
It all started when I got on the Ice. I thought It was going to be another hockey practice...but I was wrong. This practice would end with a bloody mess. Let’s just say, I'm glad that the other catch from the other team was a doctor. My friends and I were messing around in the locker room while we were getting ready for practice. I like getting ready for hockey practice it normally is fun, or I at least just try to have fun. If we do the drill wrong, we have to skate ten laps around the rank, but the bad thing is it is an olympic rank so it is bigger then are normally rank.
It was try out day, I was super nervous what if I mess up the cheer what if I drop my stunt? I went out there did everything right I was certain I had it in the bag. They walked out with the results, I think I read that paper ten times before running away crying because I didn’t make it.
An anonymous author once said, "What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring you to this very moment. And this is the moment you can choose to make everything new. Right now." Over the course of my school years, it has been an exciting and shocking experience. These experiences have been an enjoyable journey from my elementary to middle school years. However, after several years the end of my middle school adventure is coming to a close. Soon my new journey will start as a freshman. Eight grade will surely be one of my most memorable years. It has been an absolute wonderful one hundred eighty days, and I will miss some of the aspects of eight grade—but certainly not all of it.
The República de Moçambique, know as Mozambique, is a haven for tourists that flock to their beautiful coasts. This countries rich history, geography, culture, and environment is of great importance. Although considered one of the poorest nations in the world, this large country is seeking to be the one of the most developed countries in Africa, benefiting the world economically, while preserving ancient culture and tradition. Mozambique is very interesting to discover because of the multitude of treasures hidden in this country. Mozambique has very similar geography to Madagascar, and is mostly lowlands.