My Inspiration in Life
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Track and field coach, Laszlo Baczo - I managed to get a national vice-champion title thanks to his pursuance of me, and him believing in me
When I was a little boy, in 2008, I watched my first Olympic games, held in Beijing. I remember sitting on the ground, next to my parents, fascinated by the opening ceremony, by the fireworks and the abundance of things that were happening at the same time. Every day after school I ran home and turned on the TV to watch the games of the Olympics. It was unbelievable! So many people doing so many events that I had never seen in my life: throwing sticks, jumping over little fences, running for hours, smashing a big metal ball in the ground and the list goes on.
What fascinated me the most was the men and women who were jumping so high, that they were almost able to reach the sky with their hands while coming so close to knocking over the stick suspended in mid-air in such a way that it was beauty itself. I recorded the event on a cassette and watched it over and over again until I understood the way how the athletes stepped, the method they used to jump, the style in which they were moving their body through the air, and finally how they landed gracefully on their back. It was a starting point of my lifetime goal: becoming a good High Jumper.
At first I was just fooling around in the backyard, jumping over a piece of string attached to two sticks, just for fun, but then as time passed and my
The person that inspires me is my teachers, I'm inspired by many of my 6th grade teachers like my math teacher, my science teacher, etc. My parents and my teachers help me so much through my problems, and such good rule models. Hopefully, I can be like them when I grow up, so I can be an inspiration to someone else one day.
When I was 12 years old, I was watching the 1996 Olympics, and for the first time in my life I
Dunn believes that the handmaids tale is a story which one women defines the oppression of many. The narrator though unreliable at times tells a story of dystopia. The unreliable narrator may at times discredit the validity of some of the feminine view points through out the story. Dunn feels that economic independence is crucial and when Offred’s rights begin to be plucked away one by one the shift of society is blatant for all to see. Women become second hand citizens who are indistinguishable between their own groups, yet they are still ranked among themselves. Uniforms play a critical role in striping the women from their former selves. They become merely Handmaid’s, Martha’s Wives, and Econowives. While there is separation between the groups the women are dressed to be exactly the same within their groups. Women essentially lose their identity. Women are separated yet again amongst their groups. The regime in place has spies all over, and woman and men alike work for the group called The Eyes. It is hard to tell who they can trust and who they can’t. This is the perfect situation for the regime, for if the group can not unite they will never be able to over
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Throughout one’s lifetime, everyone will meet at least one extraordinary person whom they will never forget. A person like this will stand out as an individual and leave a lasting impression. The most extraordinary person I can think of is Joel Dudgeon. I met Mr. Dudgeon, Mr. D. as he likes to be called, in eighth grade when I went out for track and field. Upon first meeting him, I knew I was going to get along exceptionally well with him. His humorous remarks and joyful demeanor made getting along with him exceedingly easy. Throughout years of getting to know him better, I realized he was not only a tremendous track and cross country coach but also a devoted, generous, thoughtful, and inspiring role model.
In high school I played baseball, basketball and track and worked my way up to varsity after my first year of playing. My coach for baseball was Coach Toole, for basketball Coach Miller, and track was Coach Swenson. All these coaches helped me significantly improve my game and my life. I thank them all for that.
When I went to Pike High School I participated in an activity called color guard for four years. Color guard is a performing arts activity that incorporates dance while using flags, rifles, and sabers. When I began this activity I barely understood what I was getting myself into. Our team got abandoned by our coach for most of the winter season my freshman year, so our show was pretty awful. We went to competitions with expectations of losing and embarrassment among our peers. At this point everyone was discouraged about how our winter season ended. It was not far to the seniors who gave their whole high school years for this activity. Something had to be changed to in order for our team to progress in the future. Second semester our guard Director, Mr. Emmert, hired Nick Bledsoe as our new coach. Though he was a skinny short white guy with blond hair something about him was intimidating. He walked into the guard room like he owned the place. He sat up with such a great posture that I straightened up from my usual slouch. The seniors did not like Nick too much, but their only wish for him was to not give up on us. From that day forward Nick dedicated his work towards our team regardless of how challenging it was to manage. My guard coach Nick was amazing because of how passionate he was about his profession at my high school.
When I think of mindfulness I contemplate of ones empathetic to interpret a situation. For two weeks every night before I went to bed, I wrote down three items I was grateful for. Some of the words were “Health”,” Family”,” Friends”,” Food”, and” Childhood”. This list goes on, what I grasped is whatever I did that day predisposed what I wrote down. On days I lifted I would appreciate my health, when I went away with my family I recognized how much I appreciated my family, when I was home for a day I realized how much I adored my bed. The new custom I obtained made me appreciate how indebted I am in my life to points I didn’t fathom before. This taught me to feel empathy for people who can’t say the same good things as me which gave me very good insight on to be grateful for the life I have.
When you think of the Olympics, you most likely think of gymnastics, soccer, swimming, hockey and many more events. However, very few of the sports that are competed in now existed when the Olympics first began. They have evolved considerably over the last 3,000 years. First of all, there were very few events compared to how many there are now. Also, the Olympics went from only being known in Greece to being “the world’s preeminent sporting competition.” (History.com)
The Olympics is one of the few activities that brings the world together. The Olympics first started in the ancient times, dating back to 776 BC. They were first dedicated to Olympian gods, but modern games are to give athletes an opportunity to show their skill, and for others to enjoy watching them (“History”). The first modern world wide olympics was held in Athens, Greece in 1896, having 14 countries participate, with over 200 total athletes.
In the Renaissance era traditional gender roles was an unconscious concept that was part of the society’s life. Gender inequality was not something that was often brought up or even recognized. Women and men had specific roles in the society and were expected to act a certain way; men as tough and powerful being who were the bread winners and women as the helpless, sensitive beings who were caregivers. The men were seen to be the beings that had the jobs and paid for the family’s needs; to be the backbone of the family. Women then, and to extent today, were to be the ones to cater to the men and children and make sure that they were cared for.
As an athlete, I acknowledge the guidance and energy thrived off a special coaches. To recognize that their main priority is to guide us with positive vibes and to play the role as another effective role model in our lives. They’re are more than the ones who corrects your mistakes, pushes you regardless of your indecisive to do anything,
While there are clear contrasts between the ancient and the modern Olympics there is still the respect for the athlete striving to perform at the highest level. Today, the Olympic Games are the world's largest carnival of athletic skill and competitive spirit. They are displays of nationalism, commerce, and politics. These important elements of the Olympics are not a modern invention, as the first Olympics was in 776 BC in Ancient Greece. After 1503 years, in 1896 the Olympic Games were recreated as what we know today. The Ancient Games were once dedicated to the Olympian God, Zeus Olympios and were staged on the ancient plains of Olympia, which is also how the word ‘Olympics’ originated from. The modern Olympics is the largest international sporting event, which feature both summer and winter sports competitions in which thousands of respectable athletes from over 200 different nations compete against one another. There are clear contrast between the modern and ancient forms of the Olympic Games regarding uniforms, participants, religion, events, politics and the concept of amateurism. However both the Ancient Greeks and the people in the modern world still respect and admire the athletics achievements of the participants making the Olympics the most highly regarded contest in sport.
I have had many coaches throughout my life, some coaches have been good other not so good. My sports career started when I was three years old so I have had many different coaches coaches, my favorite coach I have ever had was my high school soccer coach. He is different from all the coaches I have had and he’s my favorite coach because of the relationship we built and because he believed in me from day one.
Today I reflected on my life and my ambitions and dreams. I also reflected on how I came to be where I am in my life. I can honestly say I like my job and the direction my life is going, finally. I have a wonderful wife that I know is the reason I am where I am today. I can take no credit for my job or even the education I am getting because she encouraged me to go back to school and continue my education or I would not have. These thoughts make me feel emancipated when I admit them because it is often hard for me to admit that my wife is the one who made me what I am and not myself. The decisions I made in my youth I know are a product of my own bad judgment and I cannot place that blame on anyone but myself. My children are grown, and we are not close in our relationship. I can only blame myself for my selfish attitude when they were young. I blame myself not only for not always being accessible to my children but because I chose to put my career as a detective before my children. This was no one else’s decision but my own and I have paid for these choices in many ways over the span of my life.