My Passion For My Life

I had apprehensively tried out for high school soccer, knowing that kids from surrounding towns, who had all played travel on flashy, winning, teams, would be my competition. All I had wanted was to make that freshman team, to be part of a soccer program that in recent years had been a championship winning team. Fortunately my hard work payed off and I made that team. It was during my time in the school soccer program that I had not only grew as a player but met some of the people that I now call my best friends. The team required dedication,

Well I finally discover the true love and passion I have for soccer two years later when I was 8 years old. My parents finally decided to put me in a team called “Princess” I would go to every practice and always tried to get my parents in the car at time so we would never be late to games. I played defence and scraped my knees sometimes trying to get the ball out of our side. But I never knew what I was actually capable of until my coach had a job and had to leave coaching for a while and one my teammates parent decided to step in. I was so use to playing defence but he wanted to make things different and he believe I would do even better at forward. The next game I played forward score every single goal winning the game I never understood why people seem so happy to score until that day. Seeing the ball slowly roll in the back of the net and every single parents and kids raise from their seats and start clapping nonstop and screaming my name has been the most amazing feeling I have felt in my

I trudged out the door in utter denial it was Friday afternoon and I was in an awful mood. For 7 years my mother had made it mandatory for me to take piano lessons twice a week. As a child, I adored practicing and the ethereal feeling I felt each time I played was truly unmatched. Although the pieces I played were classical and were no longer an interest of mine my teacher was a jovial young woman named Mrs. May. She enjoyed wearing floral patterned skirts, she had trademark wide-brimmed glasses and her soft, delightful voice always made me smile. Despite Mrs. May’s enthusiasm and encouragement, I didn’t have the same passion for music as I used to. My short attention span wasn’t helping and having to practice while also devoting time to soccer and cross-country meant my free time was practically non-existent. I thought about quitting but I couldn’t gather enough courage to tell my mother. So that being said I continued, lessons generally followed the same pattern unless I had a recital in the near future. In that case, they were demanding and strenuous. That was the case as in 2 weeks I had my largest recital where I would be playing Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven on top of a piece I had written with the help of Mrs. May.

When I first glanced at the prompts and saw the one that asked me to speak of a passion of mine, I knew that this was definitely the prompt I had to choose. My passion is my love for comedy. Comedy has always been a huge part of my life and continues to be to this day. It has encompassed my life for as long as I can remember. Whether I was looking to others to make me laugh, developing laughter from being around my family, or myself making others laugh the memories are embedded in my mind. With these memories I have come to the conclusion that I have always found a way to make others laugh. I really don’t know if I make people laugh to gain friends or some other reason; whatever it may be, it has sparked a realization that this is something I love to do.

As a young boy growing up, I like many sports, but soccer was my all-time favorite. I loved soccer because I was also good at playing the sport as well as analyzing games. I never had a problem staying glued to my couch watching a soccer game all day. I always relished the prospect of waking up to a soccer game on a Saturday morning. It was such a delight. Being an avid soccer lover, it is no surprise that I had dreams of playing professionally. I wanted to be like Zinedine Zidane because he was my favorite soccer player at the time.

Competing in travel soccer is one of the biggest aspects of enjoying soccer. The development of my skills and the growth of my character all stem from my coaches and teammates. Having played on various teams builds my social skills and teaches me different views on how the game works. This year an exciting fact of travel soccer will be that scouts from colleges and Olympic teams will be measuring our skills at games. The people with whom I play travel soccer are some of my closest friends on and off the field and I wouldn’t be so close to them if it weren’t for soccer. Not only does travel soccer focus on character and social development, it grows me as a

It all began back when I was three years old at my first season of recreational soccer. The YMCA was where the love and passion for soccer started. I later moved to the big leagues of Big Sun recreational soccer to me it was like the professional league. I met the best coach ever, Coach Judd Davis. He inspired me to be the bomb.com player and introduced me to competitive soccer. So that next year I played on a U12 team as a fourth grader. When I made this team it was at that moment my dream to play professionally was born. I worked harder than anyone on my team and tried to soak up as much knowledge about the game there was told to me. My parents helped me along the way by continuously encouraging me throughout difficult times. So I thought I was ready to take on harder challenges.

Ever since I was in grade school, I was one of the smallest kids in my class. I have always loved the game of soccer. Because of my size, I knew as I got older that I would have to practice really hard and in my spare time in order to keep up with the other kids. Since I had my heart set on becoming a starter, I had my mind made up that I would work hard on and off soccer season.

I was 15 at the time and was in my sophomore year of high school. Our boys varsity soccer team was having a terrific season. We were hoping to make a run for state, which had not been done in my high school’s history. I did not have much playing time while I was on the varsity team. With this said, I am going to share some background to my position on the varsity team. I first had to prove to the coaches that I would be an asset to the varsity team. I stepped up my intensity during the jv games. I was getting noticed by the varsity coaches and soon was asked to join the varsity practices. This was a great accomplishment for me as some of my teammates were chosen sooner to join varsity practices. Once I started practices, I tried veracity

Iv'e always been a fanatic of soccer. My dream since i was little was to be a proffessional soccer player. Im still trying to make this dream come true. Don't know how to feel right now since im not living my dream. I know patience, hard work, and dedication is needed. Sometimes we just work to hard for something we want. I don't think im a perfect player. All i know is that i still am training myself to become a better athelete each day. Training in the gym for about 4 years and still am. People don't get why I workout alot and train everyday. They don't know how bad I want my dream to come true. Soon with the help of god ill be abke to play college soccer and go higher to the next level soon. Istay positive and stay motivated each day. Its

My passion is about soccer and how there are kids that can’t play this amazing sport due to financial costs. The equipment needed for this sport can be on the costly side, just for a soccer ball can be $20 and shin guards can be $15 and for a pair of cleats is $50 to like $250. For buying all of this could cost people next to $200 on the cheap side. My passion for soccer and this organization came by when I had a neighbor who couldn't afford all the stuff needed to play the sport and he was really good. So I always wondered if goodwill is really the only store to have used stuff for a good price but they never really have soccer stuff. Then I found this place that will take used soccer equipment and put it at very low prices for people that

I once heard a story of a kid who started playing soccer at the young age of thirteen and lived an hour away from anything. He wanted to become a big time soccer player. The first team he played from being HFC, when he went to his first practice it was cold and muddy. He was the worst on the team,but he tried hard and practiced six hours a day. The boy continuously trained and competed for the next year and a half. Until he became one of the most progressed players on his team. Then,he moved to Gulf Coast United where the competition was immensely more challenging.The boy is me and this is where my story begins. I became so infatuated that practicing more and more until it eventually became my life 11-13 hours every day. My team won a lot

I was born in a country where all the parents dreamed their child to be a doctor or an engineer. My parents were not exceptional. But my dream was different. Goal, goal, goal! Yes, scoring in every match was my passion and dreamed of playing for our national soccer team. My affection for playing soccer and taking it as a profession did last only until I had a fracture on one of my legs when I was a seventh grader. The injury was such fatal that many thought I would not be able to walk ever, but I recovered well with the care given by the doctor at the hospital. The incident changed my mind and I started respecting the doctors and decided to be a doctor in the future.

My desire and passion for helping others is intertwine with my personal and professional life experiences. Growing up in Guatemala, a third world country, helped me become the person I am today. My first twelve years in my native country taught me lessons that changed my perspective and shaped who I am and who I want to be in the future. From a young age, I had this great admiration for nature and in Guatemala I was able to admire it. I remember endless nights looking at the stars and patiently waiting for a shooting star. Nature was my play room. Life in Guatemala was beautiful but it wasn’t easy. It was not until I came to the United States that I begin to realize how much my mother had sheltered me from the violence and poverty that surrounded us. Sadly, my beautiful country is fill with corruption. The rich exploit the poor and laws are created to protect does in power regardless of their wrongdoing. In Guatemala, women are treated unequally because our society has rigid gender roles and has created a culture that takes pride in masculinity and machismo. It was well known in my small village that if a man found a female attractive and wanted her for himself he could “robarte” which translates to “steal you.” My mother and many other women in my family experienced this. My father was a policeman in Guatemala and he was attracted to my mother. My mother, on the other hand, was not looking for any serious relationship because she was only 17 years old. The city closest to

Since a young age, my life has been centered on artistic expression and a fascination for beauty. At the age of 9, I told my scientist mother and mathematician father that I wanted to be a ballerina. My parents were always big supporters of the arts, and encouraged me to try many creative outlets. They had no notion that my weekly ballet and tap classes would turn into a career to prosper. From that moment on, my life revolved around ballet. I loved every minute of the self-expression and precession that ballet gave me that all of the sacrifices felt worthwhile. From 12 years old and on, I spent my days training for 8 to 10 hours, filling any free time with schoolwork through my online school, The Keystone School. I was constantly surrounded by musicians, costume designers, set designers, and other performing artists that were also forgoing a normal life to honor their craft.