Almost all of my life cheerleading was a pretty big thing in my life and cheering in high school was a dream of mine. As an 8th grader I was pretty confident that I was going to make the team; maybe not varsity but I thought for sure I would make JV. I was wrong. I started cheering at age five I felt like I was pretty good. I was tumbling at age eight and that’s when things went wrong I was going for my back hand spring and landed on my head I got a really bad concussion and now I don’t remember my second or third grade years. I don’t physically remember that happening but my mom swears it happened to this day I still have doubts. I continued to cheer I switched teams about three times from Shorewood J&K Elite to Plainfield J&K Elite to …show more content…
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. My mom came to pick me up I got in the car. I was still crying. I get home run up to my room take off my cheer shoes and throw them at the wall angry at myself angry at the world. I was laying on my bed screaming at this point. Eventually my mom called me down from my room and told me that it was going to be okay and that there were other things I could do in high school like be on volley ball or soccer but I didn’t want to be on any of those teams. I worked all my life just to be told I’m not good enough. I just wanted to cheer. I calmed down and stopped crying when both my parents had told me that they had gotten me tickets for my birthday to go see one direction in concert. Yeah that made me happy but I still felt this void inside of me knowing I may never cheer again. Days went by and we found out there …show more content…
I didn’t care I still tried out. The cheers they had us do were easy the jumps were jumps I was doing in first grade. I made the team. I was happy even though deep down I was upset that I could be on the worst team in history. So as I started on the team, I soon realized that my idiot brother had no idea what he was talking about and it was a good team. I wanted to go back to my old coach so that I could learn how to do a back hand spring because everywhere I went I just couldn’t get myself to do it. Some coaches told me that it might be because I don’t trust them enough to do it. So I had a private class with her before her normal cheer practices. We were working on my round offs and cart wheels when she walked away to go answer her phone I went for my round off and didn’t land right and fell because it felt like my knee gave out. I got up and kept trying. When it was time for her teams to practice I was sitting on the floor in pain doing stretches with the girls thinking maybe if I just stretch it out itll feel better it didn’t I ignored it for a while till I went home and took my shoes off my foot swelled up like a balloon. I could barely walk
When I was about six or seven years old, I started cheerleading because my older sister, Tiffany, was a cheerleader (and what little girl doesn’t want to be just like their older sister?). Thanks to Tiffany, and, of course, my mom for signing me up and getting me where I need to be, I found a love and passion for something I would cherish for the rest of my life.
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.
“Let’s go ladies! Push! That’s it!” All cheerleaders know these words and are probably used to hearing them from their coaches by now. Would you devote your blood, sweat, and tears to a hobby where you would practice twice a day, stunting, tumbling, jumping, running, falling, hurting, and keeping a smile all at one time? I would any day. Cheerleading is one thing I’m good at and enjoying doing when I have the opportunity. I would say cheerleading is the most misunderstood sport there is. It takes more than yelling and jumping around while smiling at an audience.
Because some cheerleading squads don’t compete, society thinks of it merely as a physical activity. Even though cheerleaders’ main purpose is to support other athletic activities, cheer squads whom compete, follow all physical criteria to be considered a sport. Cheerleaders put forth an incredible amount of determination. They practice tirelessly to show off their skills, with little or no recognition for their efforts. Cheerleading is a sport because it requires physical fitness, skill, dedication, and stamina. Cheerleading should be considered a sport globally.
...for my first cheerleading squad, in the seventh grade, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. In fact, the try outs were so hard and so demanding I did not make the cut. This did not discourage me at all; it only gave me motive to try harder. Next season I came back with a bang; I made the cheerleading squad. Cheerleading is an experience that I would never give up for anything in the world. I learned more lessons on teamwork here than any other sport I played, because in cheerleading I mainly had to communicate with the other cheerleaders. Cheerleading involved much work and effort from me and my team mates. When I first started cheering I was a fairly fat cheerleader; by the end of the season my body was perfect enough for a show all bikini, and this is the one change that made me genuinely realize, “yes, I am an athlete; cheerleading is a sport.”
Movies portray cheerleaders as the popular girls that everyone likes and aspires to be. But when reality hits at Salem High School, it’s a completely different story. Cheerleading was taken as a joke by the other athletes and even students. It was considered a hobby, but to me it was a passion and something I worked hard to be. Being on the cheer squad in high school was difficult to deal with in school because we were constantly being snubbed by the other athletes and students in our school ever since we were kids in junior high which should not happen because everyone has the right to do what they love and they should not be judged for it being different than everyone else. It was always us versus them up until my junior year of high school when we finally earned the respect of our peers.
When I first started cheering, I decided to participate because of two reasons: my mom forced me and my older sister, who I modeled after, cheered. As I got older and began to think for myself, I had engaged in cheer for so long that it became a habit. If my mom did not demand that I partake in cheer, I would not have been able to go through situations that sparked personal growth and knowledge. Cheerleading has given me opportunities to guide and interact with younger kids, which has influenced my decision to become a pediatrician.
Later we had our first football game and I was excited for my last first game in high school, I never would have known that it potentially could have been my last game played. Within the first quarter I had broken my foot completely and because of my adrenaline I shrugged it off as a minor injury and played the rest of the game. After to what seemed like I was fine I stood up and collapsed as soon as I did so. This was the first injury that I had ever sustained and I was still in denial thinking I had just sprained a muscle. After being told that I wouldn’t be able to play for the rest of the season I was heartbroken, along with this the college that I had hoped to attend the most being West GA dropped me as a recruit. Two games passed and I was feeling helpless for myself, I couldn’t drive, I couldn’t do anything without the help of others, I had crutches but being a 320 lb. man it was very difficult getting around. As Nancy Mairs said: “I’ve been limping along for ten years now” I was off of my feet for 2 weeks and to me it felt like an eternity. This was when I decided to let college aside and all I wanted to do was finish my senior season strong, my mother allowed me to get my cast taken off and have me put into a boot. For the remaining games I roughed it out and played with a broken foot. Even with
Every minute of the day we are doing something, whether we recognize it or not. How we spend our time can determine where we go. If I waste my time I will look back and wonder where it all went. Through all the practices, games, and extra events, it seems I am wasting my valuable time on something not worthy of my time or making a bad investment of my time. If you asked me if cheerleading was my life my answer would be no, but I spend a lot of time going to practices, games, and events that it is difficult to believe otherwise. Many people, including my sister, would say I should be spending my time doing something more productive than wearing short skirts and throwing girls in the air. However, I believe that I continue to cheer because it is worthwhile in my life.
While signing up to tryout for 8th grade cheer when I was in 7th grade, I never knew how much of an impact it would have on my life. I live for game days and the long bus rides just to cheer on our athletes. Cheer has very quickly became the biggest part of my life. Although it is a ton of fun, it comes with it’s challenges. My proudest accomplishment by far is making the varsity cheer squad.
Every minute of the day we are doing something whether we recognize what it is or not. How we spend our time is what will determine where we go. If I waste my time I will look back and wonder where it all went. Through all the practices, games, and extra events it seems that I am wasting my precious time on something that is not worthy of me spending my time, or is considered a bad investment. If you asked me if cheerleading was my life my answer would be no, but I spend a lot of time going to practices, games, and events that it is hard to believe. Many people, including my sister, would say I should be spending my time doing something more productive than wearing short skirts and throwing girls in the air. However, I believe that I continue to cheer because it is worthwhile in my life.
Cheerleading is a sport of perfection and scores depend on the execution of the skills performed. It may seem coaches only stress the technique of skills to make scores higher but in fact, technique improves the safety of the athletes. When routines get hard and athletes become tired they begin to perform skills lazily just to finish out routines, but this can quickly lead to injury. Therefore, coaches always stress technique and instruct athletes to strive for perfection for their own wellbeing. Although perfection is the ultimate goal, failure is often more common than success. Coaches are quick to remind athletes that the skills they are performing are difficult and every failure is one-step closer to accomplishing their goal. Cheerleading is different from other sports because the feeling a cheerleader experiences when accomplishing a skill they have worked on for years is indescribable. The only ones who can truly relate to a cheerleaders success and failures are the members of their own team. While failure can be discouraging, athletes gain support from their teammates who encourage them since they have been through the same journey to achieve a
Imagine a six year old little girl watching a football game. When she looks to the sidelines, she sees the mature-looking, gorgeous and happy cheerleaders starting a chant. I was that girl; I was mesmerized by the beauty and positivity of the cheerleaders. As soon as I saw them, I knew I wanted to be a cheerleader. I became obsessed with cheer and would do cartwheels around the house and jumps on my trampoline. As I entered the eighth grade, I was told about competitive cheer and knew it was for me, so I started at a gym called Unique Cheer. I quickly got my back handspring, and I was immediately put on the Senior 4.2 team. I then fell in love with cheer even more than I already was. People soon would ask me “What sport do you play?” and I
Cheerleading to me isnt just a sport its my team ,my family, and my life I could bring spirit and love to this team along with the skills I already have. And yes others can bring love and skills to this team as well but i genuinely love the sport and it definitely shows when i'm out there. I think I deserve to be on this team,because i'm a hardworking very positive and outgoing person ,I help people when they're down and cheer them on at there best moments. In middle school i had cheered in the seventh grade but didn't make it for my eight and i wasn't able sign up for my ninth because my family was moving and we moved over the summer in august so all the tryouts we over with . So i decided to focus on my school work AS A Freshman I'm doing
Cheerleading has been apart of my life since I was about ten and since then I've made it onto my high school's varsity team my freshman year, titled captain of my team for 2 years, and also coach a jr. team. This sport has taught me time management, to be dependable, and to accept everyone's abilities. Art is also another passion of mine. Whether it's performing art, vocal art, or pictorial art, it keeps me open-minded and helps me recognize life with several possibilities. I know that I will be able to bring my ability to manage my time well, be dependable, work well with all kinds of people, and to have an open mind to the campus and I'll prove that in every aspect of the college and the community.