the moment i heard our name called i was in disbeleif. in high school i was a cheerleader. I cheered for all four years of my high school career. In all four years i had two competitions that have stuck out to me. these completions were in my junior and senior year. we were a small team of 11 girls but we knew how to cheer. we were on a winning streak. we were always decent at competing. my junior year, we went to the last completion of the season. this completion was the state completion. we went there scared and nervous. as you walked around the completion you could feel the nervousness and pre competition jitters in the air. walking on to the mat we plastered smiles on our faces to hide the fear. we competed a well as we could. my team and i were pleased with our routine and we had to wait till the end of the completion to find out what would happen. we were confident we did well. At the end of the completion we sat in a circle holding hands in anticipation to hear our name called. …show more content…
at this point we were going on a 6 straight competition winning streak. we were confident. somedays too confident. now we went the last competition of the year, and of my high school years. this was more emotional then it was nerve racking or scary for me. i didn’t want the year to end and we all knew we had the completion in our hands and that we were going to win. we were on a winning streak and nothing could stop us. as we stepped on the mat there were no nerves and just confidence. we competed again to the best of our ability, but something was off. we weren’t the usual team we were know for. our coach was not impressed and said she’s seen us do a lot better but it wasn’t bad. we were satisfied but not mad. still with confidence we went to the award ceremony. as we sat there the moment i heard our name i was in disbelief. we had gotten fourth place. we were in shock, and had no idea what to do or how to react. we had never gotten lower than second
That was my favorite part of cheerleading because a bunch of squads from different schools come to compete against each other to see who’s the best. We would put up flyers around the school so people might come to watch us but they never did and some were even taken down. Now as far as our cheer squad went, we weren’t that good still because we had an inexperienced coach who did not know how to choreograph dances or cheers. So we continued to be made fun of and not taken seriously by our classmates, which was extremely annoying because we just wanted some respect for the work that we put it. When sophomore year came around we were starting to get a little sick of never placing at competitions and to our luck, we got a new coach the next
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.
The start of seventh grade, I was far from the image of the typical cheerleader. I was clumsy, would spill anything and often tripped over my own feet. I also had a speech impediment, so people could not usually understand me. The thought of me being a cheerleader was laughable. However, my best friend convinced me to just try it, and
Next year, as I embark my first year at university, I hope to fully integrate myself into the community by getting involved in the Students' Union, joining the cheer team, volunteering where I can and making many new friends along the way. At university, I hope to maintain a high grade point average, granted that my education is extremely important to me and that I am extremely ambitious about achieving my goals.Therefore, I will commit lots of my time to my studies in hopes of being a successful student. Nevertheless, I am still looking forward to being a part of the community by devoting my extra time to helping those around me. In classes, I intend on being an active learner, a respectful student, and a helpful classmate; someone who is always willing to lend a hand to others. Through engaging in my community, I hope to bring joy to others around me by spending my time supporting local events, volunteering for fundraisers, and helping plan and organize campus activities.
BEEP! BEEP! The alarm went off at 4:30 in the morning. Ana could barley open her eyes, she was up all night over thinking about the competition. It was spring break and she was all ready settled on waking up in the afternoon everyday. She knew she had to get up right away, she was not going to have enough time to get all of her make-up done. She got up right away and headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water, thinking that would make her wake up a little.
I’ve been doing competitive cheerleading since the third grade. Competitive cheerleading being the third most dangerous sport in the world, I was going to get injured at one point or another; it just depends on when and how bad the injury is. Most cheerleaders hide injuries from coaches and other athletes to continue with the season, like if the athlete has a broken rib, jammed finger, sprained ankle, or wrist. Some injuries just cannot be ignored, like a torn ACL, achilles, obvious broken bones, concussions, or a jammed back. No athlete wants to be injured, but sometimes that’s the best thing that can happen to them.
I am very proud of all my achievements listed, but I am most proud of my achievements earned through my cheerleading career. I instantly fell in love with the sport of Allstar Cheerleading in the seventh grade after growing up as a competitive gymnast. Although before high school, I believe that it is worthwhile to mention the teams I was a part of in 2013. One of my teams won several province-wide and national competitions, including the CheerExpo National Championship, where we earned the second highest score of the entire competition with approximately 115 teams competing. In the same year, we also traveled to Ocean City, Maryland, where I competed at the Reach the Beach International Championship as a crossover on both high level teams.
My sophomore year eager to begin baseball season, I've have so much detonation and disappointment from the prior year. The team and i had been preparing our butts off this off season. We were determined to break the curse of the baseball team. Out of the past teams no one never made it passed the fourth round and we were willing to do anything to change that. This was the year that we told our self's that were we going to make it the distance and nothing was going stand before us. We needed to be the team to recall as the ones who broke the condemnation and made it to state.
While we headed down to the mat, I could see all the other cheerleaders nervous as can be. Because all the teams in the arena had to go down on the mat, it was very crowded and hot. When my team found a spot on the mat, we danced like animals along with the music that was playing. After all the teams got on the floor, we all sat down and listened quietly while we heard the announcer announce the awards. Because of all the teams in each division, the announcer only announced the top three so it will go faster. After a while, it finally got to the division that my team was in. As we bow our heads and hold each other's hand tightly, we listen carefully. As each name was called, I got more and more nervous. After the last team name was called we let go of each other’s hand and looked around and cheered for everyone who did make it in the top three. Even though we didn’t make the top three, we were still excited for the other
Being a cheerleader has been a major part of my life for over eight years. To me, being a cheerleader is being part of a family, community, and more. Cheerleading has helped me to be a more spirited person. It has also helped me to also stay organized. Having cheer practice almost everyday gives me a schedule to follow which is an extraordinary key for learning how to be responsible. Additionally cheerleading has allowed me to see that most circumstances are hard to accomplish on your own. Cheerleading is a sport kind of like a puzzle. If every piece to the puzzle is not there the puzzle is incomplete. For example, if one person from our team is missing we would not be able to do a pyramid, it is not a sport like baseball, football, or basketball
Our kicker went on to kick the extra point, as only one minute remained on the time clock. The Clark Cougars went on to beat the Williams Warriors. I could see it now on the front page of the town newspaper. "Clark demolishes Williams for the first time in 14 years!" We finally beat the best team in the world! As we celebrated, and jumped around on the soggy grass, a tear came to my eye. It was all hitting me now. I finally achieved the goal of my life! I could not control the tremendous smirk on my face. As I watched the coach from the opposing team cry in agony, I thought to myself, "That must be what they call the agony of defeat." I knew that the moment of my life I had long waited for, was gone. Only memories are left in my mind, and I cherish every single one of them.
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.
At last we had brought all our practicing skills into work at the final stages. After working hard for three solid months it all paid off, the competing mat was beneath our feet. It was as if I could almost hear the girl?s hearts thumping before we walked onto the mat. I couldn?t stop smiling, I had the biggest grin on my face as if I were the cat who just ate the canary. Only when I thought that was enough, my facial expressions were amazing, all the nights I spent in front of the mirror or watching my self through the reflection of the glass door in my kitchen. It?s hard to go first because watching all the other teams compete makes you think, how did I do?
I didn’t show up at the Miss Lanier pageant expecting to win. There were at least 15 other girls competing against me. I just wanted to have fun that day. I was nine years old at the time. I wasn’t nervous at all, not about the 15 girls competing against me, not nervous about the three judges at the front of the stage, not nervous at all. Now that I look back on that day, I realize that I should’ve been nervous; my hands should’ve been shaking, my stomach turning, and my brain in turmoil while waiting to step on stage. But I wasn’t. All I wanted to do that day was have fun and maybe make a friend or two. My mom and I stood behind the stage, waiting, just waiting. At one point the pageant director came to make sure nothing was wrong. Some of the girls next to me were acting like it was Miss Universe, but I was just treating it like a dressed up walk on a stage. Once she left we stood in a line at the back entrance to the
In 2011, I tried out for competitive fall cheer at Chancellor High school,as a result I made Varsity. I freshman on a Varsity Competitive cheer team. I was very special, but I didn 't know what I was getting into. When I first became a varsity cheer team teammate, my coach decided that I be an alternate. Despite the fact I was enjoying my journey of an alternate, It didn 't last long before she actually put me on the mat. Just like all the other new cheerleaders, I believed that cheering was just prancing around school and yelling chants about my school 's football team. For that reason, I was misguided; but not completely incorrect because that was also a part of cheer. It was called sideline cheer. Competitive cheer had been just a little different. Since It was