At the age of 8 I was troubled at school; I remember I would get bad grades and constantly get in trouble by my teacher Ms.Rogers. It was hard for me to study and write especially since I come from a family who only spoke spanish at the time. My brother and sister never bothered to help me in school because they had their own lives and were always busy. It was hard for me to do my homework so i never did it or tried getting good grades. During Second semester of my 3rd grade year we had report card pick up and Ms.Rogers (sitting by her desk full of papers) greeted my mom and me as we walked in. Ms.rogers had trouble explaining to my mom that i needed extra help or i would end up in summer school ,so with tears in my face i had to explain to …show more content…
Quickly Ms.rogers told me that i was her first and only student who she has tutored, she said she was just as nervous yet excited as i was which made me feel comfortable right away. She gave me a background story about her and how she too had trouble in school when she was younger. She said she joined cheerleading during high school and that cheer helped her stay on task at school because she never wanted to miss a game and gave her a lot of motivation. I always loved her cheerleading stories because my dream was to become a cheerleader just like her, but my mom never let me stay for sports after school since she had work. Ms.Rogers quickly gained my trust and she started helping me with my writing and study skills, Math and english became so easy for me that within weeks it felt like second nature to me. I tried so hard in school so that i could convince my mom to let me join …show more content…
Cheerleading helped me stay on task throughout elementary and socialize more with people. When i entered high school I felt that i wasn't good enough to be on the cheerleading team because most of the girls on the team had more practice than i did. My grades from freshman and sophomore year aren't the absolute best but i managed to keep a 3.0 gpa. Finally my junior year came and i decided to join cheer hoping it would help with my grades like it did when i was in elementary. I tried out for cheer and made the Varsity team! Cheer was so fun and i learned to manage my times and to stay on task with school and work so i wouldn't miss a game; i felt like my third grade teacher Ms.rogers and her experience with cheerleading! My gpa my junior year was so good i had a 3.6 and i decided to join the National Honors Society at school and got accepted, I was jumped with excitement and tear falling down my face when i heard the best news in my high school
The lessons. Cheerleading has a million lessons to teach. It teaches you the simple things you need in order to be a good cheerleaders but it also teaches you life lessons. It teaches you to have discipline, be a good leader, pay attention to detail, problem solve, strategize, etc. These tools and many more are taught through hard work. If you work hard you will learn a ton from cheerleading and be able to utilize what you learn from cheerleading not only in cheerleading but for the rest of your life in school, work, family and social situations, and much
...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.”
I must have been a very little girl, probably about four years old. The memory is somewhat fuzzy, but I do remember that I had been naughty and that I had been made to stand in the corner of our dining room as a result. I think I was being punished for my antics at the dinner table. While I stood there feeling incredibly sorry for myself, I could hear the rest of my family in the other room talking and laughing. This only made me feel even more sad and alone than before. I began to feel neglected and I decided that my mother had forgotten about me.
When it was Friday night, 5 friends were making their way to a haunted house. These friends were Alex, Brennen, Tommy, Gerardo, and Zeke. For some reason these kiddos thought it would be cool to make a reenactment of Paranormal Activity and bring all this equipment to hunt down ghosts and get Cheetos on the way as well. Unfortunately they didn't know where they were going they found the motel on google maps. After the Paranormal gang was prepped and had everything ready they went out to Walmart for some extra supplies. Alex was trying to persuade the group to get Cheetos, but instead they got Lays, which really ticked Alex off. Brennen and Tommy went to go get camping equipment and Zeke rolled up with a snuggie and asked for it. Gerardo, for
Cheerleading made me in to the person I am today, put me on the right path, a path that I want to be on. Cheerleading taught me how to be strong leader because I would step up in front of others and lead the way for them to follow. I set good examples and think of myself as a great role model. Because of cheering I am now the type of person to take control of the situation and get things done. I am now not afraid to reach out to others and ask for help. I learned a lot about responsibility from cheerleading because Rou would give us paper to be filled out and we were responsible for giving it to our parent to be filled out and returned back to her by a certain date. The same with making payments on time, also not forgetting to wear the right practice wear, because if you had the wrong outfit on you would have to do fifty pushups. I have learned to come prepared for anything, how to set a goal and to plan out how I will achieve that goal. Most importantly that things will not be handed to you, you have to work for
While working as a healer, I began picking up on the causes of my client's illness or injuries. I would know things that the client hadn't told me, And often times they themselves hadn't even considered. Once the information had been discussed with the client, the pain from the trauma would go completely away.
A vital element to changing emotional reactions is through is by recognizing the intrusive thoughts for what they are, thus depending on how much responsibility he or she has for taking preventative action. This cognitive approach helps reduce the distress and uneasiness that impose unwelcoming thoughts. Alongside this, behavioral therapy techniques desensitization (gradual exposure to the perceived threat) help the individual to control his or her automatic emotional thinking. I notice that I make assumptions that are negative towards myself. I tend to over-generalize the situations, thinking it is either my fault or that I am not good enough. There were many times last week where I did not react or express myself which may have lead to uncovering
For every species there comes a time where we feel like we need interaction with each other, isolation is not something that we as mammals have programed in our brains. We desire love, acceptance and interaction; the kind that brings us all together. We form groups depending on who we are, some can be like humans coming together to bring happiness to each other (Slide 13) or some can be just simply a large group like how penguins flock together (Slide 12) either way we tend to migrate toward each other.
I was raised in rural wyoming where hunting was not only tradition, but a way of life. Since I could walk I had been accompanying my dad on all varieties of hunts. My father did all that was possible to pass on the knowledge and lessons needed for me to become a responsible hunter and man. However, there are some lessons that can only be learned through personal experience. They are often the ones of moral and ethical decisions. My sophomore year of high school I committed the hunting mistake most outstanding in my mind.
I felt a shock go through my body as I numbed up. “Wh wha what did she want?” My math teacher Mrs. Armstrong was worried about me and the fact that I do all the work in class and homework and when it comes time to take a test I fail. My teacher was willing to let me retake my test.
On average, Americans spend over 10 hours of their day on a digital device. Many young people today believe that having their phones and computers taken away would be the end of the world. Before digital devices consumed our days, generations found alternative ways to entertain themselves, whether it be playing outside with friends or conversing with family over a Sunday dinner.
I attended this forum on Tuesday, January 24, in the special collections library right behind Morris Hall. There were around 20 people total in the discussion, and we had a very balanced, spirited debate. I throughly enjoyed this event because it allowed me to learn a lot about events and ideas that are very important in this time, and it allowed me to hear and learn about a lot of different view points and opinions these controversial ideas. I believe that part of the beauty of UGA is in its diversity, and that ability to have such a diverse mix of people really added to our debate and the experience in general. I believe that the ability to have such a civil and lively conversation is something that will be crucial in mending this split country.
The one event that transitioned me from a child to an adult is when my grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease. This has been a long, tough period for my family but it has forced me to become the adult version of myself, and helped me realize I must take care of my grandmother. It also taught me a valuable lesson that helped me transition into an adult.
I was once told by a teacher that scholarships receive about 1000 applications before their deadlines close, and around 10 of those people are accepted. A one percent chance. He said that statistically, 50 percent of students drop out of college, even with scholarships. That gives me a 0.5 percent chance. I did not work as hard as my body would allow me, for a 0.5 percent chance. I did not overcome my parent’s divorce, for a 0.5 percent chance. I did not double check my homework, instead of wondering if there was enough food to feed me and my 4 brothers tonight, for a 0.5 percent chance.
The biggest change was how I started to act. Whenever I lived in Colorado I use to hang out with a lot of white kids that BMX shoot paintball and they were all in to diesel trucks so I kind grew up as a white kid when I lived in Colorado even though I was Hispanic. When I moved to Wyoming I had a lot of family and cousins my age so when I started school I had my cousins that I never knew about. Coming to Wyoming was a change because I stopped hanging out with white kids that are into all the stuff my friends were in Colorado. Whenever I moved to Wyoming I started getting in a lot of trouble because the people I was hanging out with. Which they all liked to do illegal stuff and dangerous stuff which I was kind of knew to. Even my mom saw a change