When I was around five years old I used to take a fighting class it was called taekwondo. It had been a year since I started I was for the time a yellow belt. My brother was told there was going to be a tournament and that he should join he was told there was a fighting one and another one where you perform a variety of moves. In order to compete you were needed to be a green belt. I decided to train my heart out so the teacher would let me go I put all my effort in. At the end the teacher allowed me to go, he let me borrow a green belt to wear for the tournament so I could compete with others. For the time being I had not truly practiced with anyone by what I mean is that I had yet to spared/ fought with anyone. But even do I had not yet practice with anybody, I was confident I could do it I could beat a green belt. Some time had …show more content…
I knew I had just lost but I was proud of that lost he was one rank higher so I just took it as a sign that I could win. We turned back and returned to our teachers as I went back I saw him smiling he was proud of how well I did even do I had lost. A couple weeks had past and my test had come he tested us all and he gave us our new belts everyone in there rank went at the same time and received their belts the teacher then presented me with the green belt I was surprised and everyone else there was to since no one just passed to green belt but I did I was the first one who had accomplished that there he told be that in the tournament I had showed what it meant to be a green belt he had seen my passion and the dedication I had in me at that time I took my new belt as proud as I could be and marched back with a giant smile in my face. Every other kid only received a stripe and looked at me with envy in there eyes but I could care less because I knew I had earned that belt. I was so happy that day I hat thought me something
Then, high school came along and I received a rude awakening that I was no longer top dog on the wrestling team. I lost more matches that first year of highschool wrestling then I had my whole junior high career combined. I was devastated that year I thought that I would never want to wrestle again. However, when wrestling rolled around that next year I was the first in line to show
He asked me, “Do you want to join the varsity team for the playoffs?” Without hesitation I said, “Of course coach.” I started practicing with them and couldn’t wait for this great opportunity to play on varsity in eighth grade. There are a total of five rounds in a high school playoff and the fifth round of course being the state championship, and to win a series you have to win two out of three games. Coach said, “You’re being called up to be a pitch runner for the pitcher and catcher during the games if they reached base.” I said, “Sounds good coach, thanks for the opportunity.” The first three rounds were pretty easy and then we had to play Mars Hill and they were really good. They had two great pitchers, one was going to Alabama and the other was going to Mississippi State. We won the first game and ended up winning the second game on a walk-off homerun to send us to the state championship game. I could not believe that this was happening. I have been dreaming of this ever since I was a little
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
When I was a kid I saw Princess Bride and I formed a strong love for sword play. I was eight years old and in the living room when I first saw this dramatic, entertaining, and beautiful film. After I saw this I tried very hard to learn how to fence but it was not easy to learn because I had no one to teach me or train with me. Then a college that was in my hometown opened a fencing club when I was fifteen. However, when I got there everything was very different then I imagined.
First I got my white belt in the other side I was kind of nervous because everyone their are strangers to me. The first thing I did was breaking boards with a front kick. And I thought that was easy. I started taekwondo when I was 9 years. Why wanted to be a blackbelt you ask here's your answer to protect myself. Taekwondo made me focus on my education more. My journey to black belt did not start with me walking by the academy and enrolling as is the experience of many students. I was told to either put in a 110 percent effort in it, or to have a seat. Basically, my mom told not to make any arguments. I decided to push myself more than I can ever imagine to being the
A few days later I got signed up for t-ball because once I saw how my brother team played I felt like playing and I had a dream. My dream was to it was to be good as them. When I was playing t-ball the coaches had to teach me a lot because on the first day of practice I had know idea what was going on. So each practice, I come out and I heard “Jacob come in” coach said then I heard for the same coach “Put on your helmet and grab a bat, so I listen and then there was a tee on the side and I took the first swing and I miss the whole tee so the coach help me how to hit the ball and said keep
Ever since the previous season I had my standards set high. I had placed fifth, which was all right for the time being, but I knew as time went on I needed to push myself and increase my level of wrestling. I decided that I would do whatever it took, through thick and thin. I traveled to small local tournaments in Colorado, and a couple out-of-state tournaments, I even traveled to Delaware. It didn't really matter how I did at these tournaments because it was just all practice until February. So, I lifted and wrestled just about every chance I got. It was all in preparation for one match, six minutes.
After our victory, we head over for pictures to be taken. My eyes start to burn from all of the flashes as if I had stared at the sun for too long. We raise our hands to the sky to honor Mr. Leeder and his family. I know he would have wanted to witness our victory, and a part of me thinks he did. The trophy has so much shine I can see my reflection in it. The happiness I feel is incredible. I have never felt anything like it before. I begin to get a big smile on my face, jump around, and hug my teammates. I know it is just a game, but it is a great way to draw a close to our senior year.
The only ones who believed in me were my coaches because on how fast I was learning JV. When we went to our first duel we faced two teams and we beat both of them. I lost my first match but I won my other two matches. Later in the season the Varsity Coach asked for me and he took me up in varsity and I was supposed to be just a practice partner
But, never did I think about my dream. I started training and soon began to enjoy learning Taekwondo. Since then I commenced going to Taekwondo to become the best student, and to make friends. I started training hard, and in eighteen months I achievedblue belt. One day masterannouncedthat, “A tournament is coming soon.” I was so excited, because it was my first competition ever.
As I walked out on the mat, everything felt like it had stopped. My heart was beating very fast, and I had so much running through my head. I was unsure what to expect, and if I was even going to last a minute against my opponent. When the referee’s whistle blew, I began to circle around my opponent. As we were circling one another, he shot in, and I kicked out to counter and got the first points of the match. I got two points for a reversal. Getting the first points of the match gave me a boost of energy, and had sped up the time. But through a tough fought match, my opponent had pinned me. Although the first match didn’t go so well, I had won my next match, pinning my guy in three minutes. I was a little tired after the match, but I was still feeling okay. It was now onto my third match, and I was feeling excited but still had some butterflies about my match. I was doing fine during the match until my opponent tried to run a switch, and I felt my shoulder tear. It was the worst feeling I’ve ever felt, and it had happened so quickly. All I remember was this sharp pain shooting through my arm, as at that time I knew I had injured myself badly. I felt a pop and at that time told myself, “It’s over.” The pain had started increasing as I began to realize what had happened, and that I was seriously injured. I was feeling so upset at myself and had felt like I had let my team down. I
As many of you know, I have my black belt. It’s not as easy as one may think. It took me seven and a half years to get this achievement. But I had my hardships. Before I did karate, I took gymnastics. I was an overall shy kid. My instructor Mr. Scott believed in me. As soon as I started sparring, I came out of my shell. Everyone believed in me and suddenly I believed in myself too. I knew I was determined to get my black belt.
I was hungry, competitive in nature. I went to school until 2:45, then I went straight to the golf course, practicing. Here I would spend the rest of the day and evening, practicing until it turned dark and couldn’t see the ball anymore. I wanted to be a better golfer, but more importantly, I wanted to play in the invitational meets for the JV golf team. I, along with nine others, was fighting for a spot on the invitational golf team. The top three selected were able to get out of school, and go spend their day playing in a golf tournament. The invitational team could change with every tournament that came, you got to play on the team when you performed good, and when you weren’t playing good you went back and played with JV. The first invitational was coming
So one day after school my older brother took me to the gym. After I changed into my gym clothes in the locker room, I sat nervous on the patted mat by the rock climbing tower/boulder waiting for the instructor to walk in and other students to show up. After a few minutes the instructor walked in. She smiled really big, so big that I saw t...
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?