Reflection Paper

840 Words2 Pages
bulb-icon

Recommended: An essay on breast cancer

1 Samuel 17:47 reads, “The battle belongs to the Lord”; too some this is just something that the preacher read on Sunday morning, but to me this is more than just a quote… This scripture has guided me through many troubles and hardships. These words signify the accomplishments of my baseball team and the scariest time in my life. The start of it all was at the beginning of my 2014 baseball career; my team first off was very spiritual in our own respects. Before we did anything as team we would kneel and pray for a safe and clean game or practice. However, we were approaching our first real game of the season and we all tried to think of way to honor our God while also reminding us of who and what we were playing for. So we immediately think of taping our wrists and writing our favorite bible verse, my obviously was 1 Samuel 14:47. The thought behind the quote was we were to do battle in one way or the other with the opposing team and I wanted to dedicate whatever outcome to God. From then on out I remained to have one item on me whether on my arm or in my bag that read that quote and reminded me who I was playing for. The upcoming games were scary especially the second round playoff game we played and later lost. However, none of the games we played that year were close to the fear I felt midseason. The fear that plagued me and family was the …show more content…

This surgery was really hard on my mom, just the thought of not having her breasts made her feel like less of a woman. However, she was a soldier through the entire process and I am extremely proud to call her my mother. The double mastectomy was a success and now the only aftermath of the operation is a couple of scars and some bad memories. She also now is healthy, which I’ll trade for some bad memories any day of the week. I am forever in debt to the blessed doctors and nurses that got us through

Show More
Related

  • Baseball Joy

    742 Words  | 2 Pages

    The first team I ever played for was Tobers Party Store. For some kids growing up, baseball was just another way to pass time during the summer, away from the grind of public school. For me it was everything. From the moment my eyes snapped open in the morning, until the time I slipped away to sleep, I had baseball on my mind. I loved to play baseball, watch baseball, and talk baseball. Nothing else mattered. Eating and sleeping were just "necessary evils" that took precious time away from my hobby. I anxiously awaited the day when I would be drafted into the professional ranks after a successful college career. Bubbling with excitement, I would explain my inevitable career path to anyone who would listen. Of course, the responses were less than empowering. "Do you know how good you have to be?", and the tried and true " Go to college and get a real job", were two of the more popular sentiments that the "opposition" hurled at me. Naturally, in my 10 year old mind, I knew they were delusional and I would prove them wrong.

    Read More

  • Baseball and American Popular Culture

    1519 Words  | 4 Pages

    When the notion of baseball comes to mind, a feeling of nostalgia and tradition come to me. Many of my feelings and memories originate from my childhood. I remember a beautiful summer day. My dad and I arrived at the baseball stadium to watch the game. We walked up the concrete walkway inside the stadium. The concrete walls and floors made my surroundings drab and grey. Finally, we made it to entrance into the stadium. I came out of the dark tunnels into the bright sunlight. The first thing to catch my eye was the vivid rush of color. Underneath the fluffy white clouds and their deep blue canvas, I could look down and see players in vibrant red and blue uniforms warming up for the game. The well-watered grass on the field was a brighter green than any other grass I had seen. The outfield seemed to be so perfect. It appeared that each blade had been cut by hand. The edge of the infield, where the dark, watered-down dirt met the intensely green grass was a precise and well-defined contrast. We sat down and I took in my surroundings. There were men walking up and down the stairs selling various concessions. They had peanuts, beer, soda, ice cream, popcorn, and many other tempting treats. The players soon finished their warm-ups and the crowd became frenzied with excitement. The game was about to start.

    Read More

  • Billy Sunday

    2413 Words  | 5 Pages

    ...ee baseball seasons stood up at the street preacher’s invitation and abruptly announced to his teammates on the curb, “Boys I bid the old life good-bye.” Billy considered going down during the invitation but did not. After several days of agonizing over this Billy went back to the mission and decided, “With Christ you are saved, without him you are lost” (Sunday “Satan” 4). He “committed” his life that night to a cause that he saw was more important than any baseball game ever played.

    Read More

  • Drugs, Cheating, and the Purity of America's Pastime

    2872 Words  | 6 Pages

    Baseball, America’s pastime, is embedded in the fabric of society. The players and teams have come and gone, but the thing that remains constant is baseball’s ability to unite people as well as families. My own personal experience of this came right after September 11th, 2001. Following the tragedy that was 9/11, the country needed something to help everyone return to normalcy. In our moment of weakness and uncertainty, baseball helped calm my nerves. Fifty three thousand three hundred and twelve brothers stood up in unison and took back their lives. The electricity of that game, the sense of regularity in my life, and the knowledge that millions of people were finding comfort together with me during such a hard time, helped me feel a sense of closure that the worst was behind us.

    Read More

  • Personal Narrative: Strabismus Surgery

    1242 Words  | 3 Pages

    The ride home that day was filled with questions and concerns about surgery. Being that both my eyes had a turn to them surgery was very critical and dangerous, and with the degree of my turns I had the potential to go blind. Dinner that night was another debate. Overall my parents choice was clear, all they wanted was for me to be okay, and for this situation that meant surgery.

    Read More

  • Breast Implants

    2039 Words  | 5 Pages

    Every woman has her own reasons behind her decision to get breast implants. Some women have undergone mastectomies, and get breast implants in order to feel “normal” again. According to the National Women’s Health Network (http://www.womenshealthnetwork.org) women who have lumpectomies have the same survival rate of women who have mastectomies as a result of breast cancer. They concluded that up to 40 percent of women who were diagnosed with breast cancer underwent unnecessary mastectomies. These mastectomies, whether necessary or not may lead to women to undergo breast augmentation surgery.

    Read More

  • Reflection Paper

    1106 Words  | 3 Pages

    Over the past year I have grown as both a person and a writer. My writing has improved

    Read More

  • Essay On My Passion For Baseball

    650 Words  | 2 Pages

    Growing up, I have always had a passion for baseball. To me, it is much more than just a sport. There have been times when it has acted as an escape from many problems in my life, as I feel that when I am on the diamond, nothing can hurt me. I am aware that many people feel this way about the sport they love, but sadly their careers often come to an abrupt end due to injury. I have a personal connection to this experience. The summer before my fourth grade year I was attending a basketball camp at Davidson College, when in the final seconds of a scrimmage game, my ankle was kicked out from under me. I immediately fell to the ground in pain as my ankle rolled over on itself. Coaches aided me in limping off of the court and to the training room

    Read More

  • Reflection Paper

    964 Words  | 2 Pages

    Ever since I started talking this class, English 1301, with Dr. Piercy, I have been able to expand my writing and thinking skills. Not only was I able to make more better essays but I also learned important topics such as how education creates an impact in the world. In this essay I will be talking about three writings and how they are related to this course semester. The three writings are “On Bullshit” by Harry Frankfurt, “Why I Write Bad” by Milo Beckman,and “Statement of Teaching Philosophy” by Stephen Booth. How are these 3 writings related to this semester’s course work?

    Read More

  • Reflection Paper

    1430 Words  | 3 Pages

    Over the course of this class I feel like I have become a much better writer. When I go back and look at some of my Journal entries and assignments that I did at the beginning of the semester, I can’t help but tense up at some of the things I wrote. Sometimes the things I was writing didn’t flow well, or I might have even have missed glaring grammar mistakes.

    Read More

  • Minority Struggles: Embracing Identity in Predominantly White Spaces

    1137 Words  | 3 Pages

    Growing up in a predominantly white neighborhood as a kid sanctioned me to perpetually become aware that I was different from my neighbors. Through some social interactions with my friends in elementary schools, I quickly descried that my appearances, such as my hair, eyes, and nose was different from my peers. For instance, my hair was a lot darker than most of my peers’ hair and the texture of my hair was different from most of them. “Grow out your hair” were phrases that lingered throughout my childhood days, where I had my hair at a very short length. Throughout my childhood, I longed to try to be a part of the dominant group in society such as the Caucasians, but I did not do anything to be a part of the bigger group in society. Instead,

    Read More

  • Reflection Paper

    1322 Words  | 3 Pages

    As a second language learner I have never expected myself to be a perfect writer throughout the semester. Even If English was my first language still, I would not be a perfect writer. It is not about first or second language, it is about how well I understand the learning objectives. Then organizing and writing with my own ideas and putting them in my paper. I am going to be honest, I am not good at English subject and English subject is my strongest weakness than the other subjects. In this paper I will discuss and analyze my own writing, reflecting on the ways that my writing has improved throughout the semester.

    Read More

  • War Pigs by Black Sabbath

    431 Words  | 1 Pages

    fight their own battle, they leave it to the unfortunate soldiers who have to die for the fight the government started. The second half of this verse hints at the fact that the politicians treat the war they started as a game, using the people under their control as pieces in a chess game. It ends by saying "wait 'till their judgment day comes," meaning they will be punished in their next life for the mistakes they made while they were playing games with peoples' lives.

    Read More

  • Jesus Christ Research Paper

    732 Words  | 2 Pages

    The topic of what happens to those that have, "never heard the good news of Jesus Christ" weighs extremely heavy on my heart. I work with Atheist, Muslim, Hindu and Pluralist in the technology field. Frequently I am attacked just for being a Christian. For a while it was scary to know that I have become a minority in my own country. Some how each time I am attacked I love these guys that much more. My Hindu friend really knew nothing about Jesus before he met me. At lunch one day he asked me about Christianity and I was able to share with him the good news. But for some reason he rebeled and believes the Bible is, "the greatest book of fiction ever created." If not for the revelation God provided about His Word in my second year of Bible school, I probably would be a pluralist myself. I really want everyone I share Jesus with to go to heaven and it use to be tempting to think God might make an exception. However, there is only

    Read More

  • Were You Surprised By Anything The Documentary?

    1431 Words  | 3 Pages

    One of the last things that surprised me, which is a little more serious is the fact that the doctor could only do one surgery at a time. As a parent, I would be so stressed out over a matter of two days rather than one. Another thing that surprised me about the surgery was the fact that it took them about a yea...

    Read More

More about Reflection Paper

Open Document