My Last Day In High School

By sports I mean like playing a sport in a team or just really enjoying sports. I started playing soccer since I was 7 now i'm 15 and still play soccer. Soccer is not just my passion it's mostly everyone's passion. I feel like soccer is my Cultural identity because It something that I have been doing for a very long time and feel that it belongs in my culture. That's one of the reasons why i feel like that is

Soccer has always been a love of mine. Without soccer I would be a much different person; it has shaped my identity. I have had many injuries that have restricted the amount of time I was allowed to play soccer, and while I was sitting there on the

Soccer is not only a sport for me, but also my childhood. I remember that when I was a little boy, I followed my older brothers and their friends to play soccer every day. We did not have the soccer fields. We played soccer on the quite streets or on the fields, not soccer fields, wherever we had spaces to run and control the ball. Because of I came a person like soccer. I like to play and watch others play it. Soccer is running is my blood. I am really interested in the soccer.

Although I never saw myself being one of those girls that are head over heels for a sport, I fell in love with soccer my sophomore year. Since I started soccer so late into my school career it gave me a reason to try my hardest at practices and during games. I wanted to become as good as the girls that have played their whole life. Soccer soon became a big part of my high school career, and because of this I spent hours after school either out on the field or running the

As a child, I grew up playing softball and that 's it. My mom played softball, my cousins played softball. It’s just all I knew. When I reached the seventh grade at Gardner Dickinson (my elementary and middle school), my friends all played soccer and I reluctantly joined as well. Each year I had my ups and downs with soccer, but it grew to be a part of who I am and has taught me a lot of things. For example, to try new things, to work hard, to never give up, and to step up and be a leader.

Every student athlete dreams of playing the sport they love in their future, whether it is in college or even to go play as a professional. I have played other sports in my life, but soccer has always been my favorite sport. I decided to drop every other sport I was in to play soccer. It was a pretty hard decision because I really did like playing other sports, but I really wanted

At a very young age I was captivated by sports. It did not matter which one, they all held my attention. Naturally, I choose to participate in one every season beginning when I was four, I played baseball, wrestling and soccer. I participated in these sports through middle school loving every second of them. Once in middle school, even more sports opportunities were opened.

My dad often recalls me at age three, bounding down the beach, giggling in the warm sun, with a soccer ball rolling between by feet. He did not play soccer, neither did my mom, yet I have always wanted to play. The sport has become an important part of who I am and how I approach my life. Preparing for and playing the game teaches me valuable lessons about work ethic and teamwork. I have built lasting relationships with my teammates and coaches. Also, soccer keeps me in shape, and conveys to me the importance of taking care of my body. Most importantly, soccer has made me into more of an outgoing, well-rounded person.

Ever since I could remember, I have always had love for the game of soccer ever since I first laid eyes on the sport. As a kid, I would spend countless hours in the backyard by myself; I would juggle, kick around the ball and doing drills. When I wasn't in the yard pretending to be Lionel Messi I would watch Ronaldinho videos on Youtube dreaming I will one day play against him. Call me crazy, but I was addicted, even as a young boy, to the beautiful sport itself, soccer.

I began playing soccer at the age of five years old when I moved to North Carolina. I joined my first team the same year I started kindergarten and I have not stopped playing the beautiful game since that day. Soccer has always played an important role in my life by shaping my social life and my personality.

As my final year of high school ends, I can’t help but to feel a flurry of emotions: I’m thrilled for the future and its opportunities, I’m overjoyed to be experiencing the long awaited senior year, but more importantly, I’m a bit sad. I’m sad because I’m about to say goodbye to Virginia Beach City Public Schools, an institution I can proudly call my family. I’m so proud to be a part of VBCPS and I can only hope that the school system is as equally proud of me.

Graduation is an exciting time in a person’s life, especially a high school graduation. When I think of family and friends gathering together to celebrate a joyous occasion, I feel I accomplished my strongest goal. It never occurred to me that graduation would be the end of my youth and the start of adulthood. Graduating from high school was an influential event that gave me an altered outlook on my existence. Life before graduation, preparing for graduation day, and commencement day overwhelmed me for reality.

Entering high-school was a bitter sweet feeling for me. I found myself coming upon new adventures, meeting new people and seeing new aspects in life. Quickly, I started to re-evaluate my life. I thought to myself that maybe I shouldn’t just limit myself to football, although at the time that’s all that I knew. Even with me growing I began to doubt my decisions but I didn’t

They took my books out of my hand and threw my backpack to the ground. They then preceded to push me to the ground and relentlessly call me names while the others kicked me nonstop. They called me a faggot, they called me a perdedor, they wouldn't stop their bullying. I have just described to you a day in my shoes at Don Bosco High School. I'm writing this because I want people to know what has happened to me, and what my life has been like. I don't want my story to be forgotten as I find myself in my final days of life here on earth. Currently I am in Santo Domingo, in La Inca's house. I have come here because I am in love with a woman named Ybon. It might be confusing to you why I would be writing this for that reason, allow me to explain. Ybon has a boyfriend named the captain. He's a cop here in Santo Domingo, and he wants to kill me. Here in the DR, nobody is supposed to mess with cops, and cops are allowed to mess with nearly everyone. I have declared my love for Ybon and have come to Santo Domingo so that I can bring here back to the United States. I am not blind though, and I recognize that these could be my final days. Why would someone put their life on the line just for one person who has failed to reciprocate, you may ask. The answer is that I have never had a girlfriend, I have never had sex, no girl has ever loved me. And we Cabrals fall in love hard and easily, as my mother always says. But there has been much more to my life than just losing out on women,

School is all about working and learning, so having a fun part in it is pretty rare.But no matter what we do or when we do it at the end of the day there is always a time of fun.Well, mines start out pretty chaotic.There was sweat all over my forehead I could feel the sun burning my skin cells as pounded into the black doors of the school.I could feel the positivity everywhere and happiness on the faces of the hot sweaty students.You might be wondering why?It was the last day of school no more homework, test, quizzes, and classwork.By this time I was walking up the stairs into homeroom.Thankfully I had a nice teacher and for the last day, he let us do whatever we wanted.I know right sounds like it's been forever since someone said that!