It was that time of year when school started up again for all the students. I felt like my sophomore year had great opportunities to come. When the middle of September came my AG teacher came up to me and asked if I would like to participate with the national poultry judging team in Indianapolis in October since they lost a member to the team. My first thought was no I do not even like poultry, but then he gave me a couple of days to think about it. I eventually got back with him and accepted the offer later that week. I went to the meeting that were held every Tuesday and Thursday each week until the day of competition. The team consisted of four people, Julia Orshoski, who placed first in the state of Ohio and was the president of the Margaretta FFA chapter. Also, Josh Miller, who placed tenth in the state of Ohio and was involved in poultry judging for two years. Finally, Paul Fox, who has been involved since his freshman year and Benjamin Longenecker who placed fourth in state. He moved to college in southern Ohio which led to him leaving the team. The four of them ended up placed first in Ohio leading them to nationals. …show more content…
When the second day of the trip finally came it was what I have been waiting for. All the hard work I put in for the past two months was now here and it would be my first and last competition ever for judging poultry for FFA. The four of us woke up at six o’clock in the morning to arrive at the Indianapolis fairgrounds by 7:30a.m. When we eventually arrived at the poultry barn we sat down at a table marked for Ohio. I was amazed to see all the other poultry teams there. We shortly after were handed out clipboards, pencils, and numbers which designated us to a group, I was number 4. The competition started off with a group activity where we could use teammates to help solve these
Amidst the sea of blue and gold, one member stands silently in awe of the multitude of people. The sleeves of his blue jacket hang stiffly at his side and the copper zipper shines brightly; both signs of a brand new jacket-- a brand new FFA member. His face looks passive as if he really doesn't know how to react, but the sparkle in his eyes betrays his excitement. This is the first FFA activity he has attended as a high school freshman. To the average person, the boy looks quiet and shy. However, a seed of strength is beginning to take root inside this young man. Through being involved in this convention as well as many more FFA activities in the young man's career in FFA, a world of possibilities is opening up for his future.
In all of the events I’ve competed in, learning from losses has given me a better learning experience than when I won a competition. During my second year in SkillsUSA I competed in many different events, performing an opening ceremony, explaining how to make an Ethernet cable, and running to be a leader at a district level in Texas just to name a few. In all of these competitions, I never really tried my hardest. I thought that I didn’t need to prepare or practice any of the skills that would have helped me. During the award ceremony, I was shocked to learn how mediocre I really did. This was especially true when the new District Officers were announced for the 2014-2015 school year and my name wasn’t announced. I soon realized that most of the other competitors have spent months practicing and preparing for this competition
As you walk to the other end of the stage and look out into the sea of blue and gold corduroy, you realize this it! This is the moment you’ve worked toward for the last four years. You’ve stayed long hours after school working on you record book, spent grueling hours memorizing speeches, experienced the joy of winning first place at a state CDE contest, and best of all you met so many amazing people and doors were opened to opportunities you never imagined. Finally, after all of your hard work, you’re receiving your State FFA Degree! All of this from making one simple decision your freshman year of high school, signing up for the FFA. What you didn’t realize at the time was that this wonderful organization would help you build leadership skills and teach life skills that you are going to need in the coming years.
Once again, the next year, I was on the All-Star team. This time we were all determined to stay in the tournament and win the championship. We started off lousy, though, making four errors in the first game and losing 4-0. We now had to win every game and beat the last team twice. We did defeat every team we went up against, including the team that beat us the first game, and once again ended up in the championship game.
“If at first you don’t succeed try , try again.” At the age of six I was starting to play football. The game was a hard hitting running and commitment. I was six years old at the time now I’m fourteen a freshman in high school a lot has changed.
By the time he finished his story he had all of us in tears. We had never felt so close to a coach and we were glad we was going to consider us as family. Practices were really fun after that every one worked hard but still had fun. The games went really well we only lost one game and won districts so now we get to go to
Oregon Student Activities Association (OSAA) State Solo has been a major competition for many collegiate high school musicians over the state of Oregon. Students all over the state compete with a solo in front of three judges that come from all over the country. Each competitor has to have three original copies of their solo to provide for the judges. I have competed in this effortful competition for two years now. It has been a prodigious competition to compete in because it shows how well you have improved over the years and what you rate in the state compared to every student who competes in the competition for that instrument.
The first day of field marks the beginning of a new teaching experience, and for that reason, the first day of field will forever be a nerve-wracking day for me. On September 13, 2016, I, Mr. Cataldo began a new teaching journey, at Carlstadt Public School, a suburban school, in Carlstadt, New Jersey—Mrs. Mariano’s sixth-grade language arts literacy classroom. While walking through the front doors of the school, numerous questions began to come to mind, such as the following: Will Mrs. Mariano and her students feel comfortable with my presence in their classroom? Will I establish a positive relationship with Mrs. Mariano and her sixth-grade students? Albert Einstein once said, “The only source of knowledge is experience” (Albert Einstein Quotes, para.1). Today, I am fully aware that in life, one’s personal and professional experience, both good and bad, enables he or she grow as a person and more importantly as a learner. For that reason, I find it pivotal for one to realize that in life, it is normal to feel nervous, as well as make mistakes; what matters is that he or she is more than capable of transforming his or her mistakes into successes.
Since the day I was born into my outrageous family, I have always been the youngest child; always told what to do and I could never be in charge of anything other than myself. Growing up with my older sister and cousins that have been in 4-H and FFA have set the bar high for me, but it's a challenge I accepted. I have been in 4-H for 9 years and will be completing my 4th year of FFA. I have held many offices in my local 4-H club (Spring Creek Lively Steppers) which include Game leader, song leader, reporter, and historian. Through my years of holding these offices I have learned valuable lessons that I couldn't have learned without them. When growing up I used to be extremely shy and quiet, often having my older siblings to speak for me. This caused me to be a very poor public speaker.
As a young kid growing up in Detroit the one thing a kid wants is approval from people they look up to. When I was nine years old I played for an AAU team, I had a blount coach who wasn’t afraid to tell u about yourself and not in a nice way either. You would think he would take it down a few notches on some eight, nine and ten year olds, but he didn’t think he was doing anything but showing us some tough love. That’s not how I saw it though, because he took it too far one day when he asked me and my teammates to raise our hands if we wanted to make it to the NBA. As we started to raise our hands he started to name people he thought wouldn’t make it and I was one of them. I didn’t let that hold me back though , so everyday from that moment
This spring though, things changed. We had a student teacher that offered to help out with the track team. She had run track in both high school and college but had used up her last year of eligibility and now was working on her Masters of Education. Her name was Naomi and she was assigned the runners since she obviously was better at it than any of our other coaches. Not only that, but she was faster than anyone else on the team except our top girl in the 100. She could easily beat everyone else in any distance up to the mile. Add to that the fact that she was prettier than most of the girls on the team and our fragile egos were taking a beating. If she hadn't been one of the nicest and most helpful people in the world things might have gotten ugly. Instead, she became one of our best friends, as well as our coach and some of our teacher.
The football season was great despite our record. Tom, a friend of mine from high school, together we had a great time maybe because we were seniors. In the past seasons, we didn’t have as much fun, going to practice was like going for a punishment especially during conditioning where we had to run for hours and do all sots of drills. With a little fun we turned this the other way round and had the best senior football season. During practice me and Tom, who were both wide receivers just kept on telling jokes which the coaches didn’t like so much but they let it go because we also competed against each other in the process, like whenever we run plays, we would see who could do it faster and more agile, we also had to catch the ball. Some times we pulled off one handed catches just to gain more points. That is a monument in my life I would like to relieve. I had so much fun but have you ever realized that a lot of fun just doesn’t last, before we know it, it was the and of the football season and that was if for me and Tom since we were seniors.
As I mentioned before, I didn't get to actually sit in on a class but the weekend that I was home the Rooster Buddies were holding a fund-raiser. At the annual City Series basketball game between my alma-mater Sacred Heart and SHS the Rooster Buddies were selling an assortment of baked goods. The Rooster Buddies is a student club that was started wit...
I had never really been a part of a team that had a chance to win something, but the potential was always there. I finally got my chance to be a part of such a team my sophomore year of track. Mr. Jones, the head track coach, had decided to experiment with some different races to gain more team points. Since the girls' team lacked a medley relay, he placed Cindy, Kim, Susan and I in those spots. Cindy would run the 400, Kim would run the 200, and Susan and I would start the race off by each running the 100. We all had worked viciously to earn those spots by running off against our teammates.
I started playing volleyball in seventh grade, and I had completely fallen in love with the sport. Growing up in a small town, our school always struggled to find coaches that were not related to players. In middle school, I would always be so angry that the important named kids got to play in the A team, while I was stuck in the corner with the B team. Eventually, eighth grade year I decided to join a club team, and increase my skill for freshman year. I enjoyed club, I had actually made the one team, and I had virtually no problems with anyone or anything that season. But, just as soon as freshman year rolled around my attitude changes a lot. I’ve gained the perfectionist trait from my mother, and with this mindset in a sport, you’re almost guaranteed to struggle. Freshman year I had just come off of club, so I knew so much more about the sport and its movements. Naturally I wanted to be perfect, I personally believe that I had done really well as a freshman, but when I messed up I became silent.