Narrative Essay: Who Is Jason A Hero?

Merriam Webster dictionary defines heroism simply as great courage. Bravery, honesty, valor, character, gutsy and bold are all words that basically mean the same as heroism. The definition of a hero is a person, who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities. People in everyday life show these qualities and can be found in many places. A teacher can be thought of as a hero by students, a mother by a child, a coach by players, or a world leader by citizens. Some people like to think of sports figures and celebrities as heroes. Firefighters, police, doctors and members of the military are great examples of people who exhibit great heroism every day. Heroes can be found anywhere throughout the country. They can be found in government, hospitals and importantly the ones keeping our country safe. This paper will focus on heroism and attempt to show how a hero can be anyone who exhibits actions that are above and beyond the norm; they could be cops, firefighters, parents, teachers, athletes or even celebrities. These people could go day to day protecting citizens and loved ones from dangers and peril or people simply performing acts to inspire others to do the same.

A hero is not a person with strength or a person how fight monsters. A hero is a person that inspires you to be the best you can be, a person how tells you that there is nothing in the world that you can’t do, a person how will speak to you in a different way. My hero doesn’t need strength or able to fight monster, but their able to change your life in a different way. My heroes inspire me to be the person I can be today and other every day. The people in my store inspire me to do thing I never want to do but they make me do it by changing my mind. The reason I picked these people because they don’t just inspire me they inspire other people to.

Freshman year I entered high school nervous, scared, and shy. I continued through while participating in soccer at the junior varsity level. As soccer continued on we came closer to the sectional match, which at this time I had no real knowledge on how important it was. On October 6, 2012 I headed for the high school where I would depart on the team bus. Once I had arrived at the high school I was informed by my coach that one of our players had been in a wreck. All the players merged together in the cafeteria where we waited for further information. It was on that Saturday in October that my teammate Jacob

and powers beyond the range of any human. The hero himself bring a mystical quality to the story

Jason was an ancient Greek mythological hero he was the head of the Argonauts. He was the son of Aeson, The King of Lolcos. Jason and the Argonauts were a group of heroes that traveled from Greece to far distances to try and find the Golden Fleece. Peilas was desperate for power over the kingdom so he locked Aeson in the dungeon. Aeson got married in the dungeon and had several children one of them was the well know Greek god Jason. Jason was smuggled off to the centaur Chiron, who reared him secretly on Mt. Pelion. Later Pelias promised Jason his rightful kingdom if he would bring the Golden Fleece to Boeotia. Jason assembled Greece's bravest heroes and together they sailed in the Argo in quest of the fleece.Jason was on the quest with his

A hero; in my opinion is selfless, what they do is not for them but to help others. When I think of heroes I’ve always thought of the brave men and women who serve and have served in harms way to protect this country. Maybe call me old fashioned but any man welling to put his life on the line for people he loves that’s what I consider a hero. A true hero never calls himself a hero, he doesn’t do things for his popularity or to be recognized, he or she does it to help. I guess you can call me a realist (real life scenarios) I’ve never really been in to the comic type heroes like superman and batman but more like Chris Kyle who was an American navy seal sniper who killed countless numbers of enemies and saved an immense about

bumping his knees into the back of couch, jason avoids answering his friend’s question before he shifts his gaze from his face and insetad towards the television and its frozen image. once recognising the tolkian shapes and hues of it, jason looks back at andrew once again, hands still tied to his back when he finds words to speak, “... I made you this.” carefully fiddling with the mask he’s hiding, jason slowly rounds it beside his waist and lifts it up just high enough for his friend to see it as he continues, “ And I thought that maybe I could buy you one of those root beer floats from that diner we went

Everyday, society misconceives identities. In the eyes of Ralph Waldo Emerson, “A hero is no braver than any ordinary man, but he is braver five minutes longer.” Heroism, in Emerson’s perspective, is the ability to stand out for longer, and to endure hardships for greater durations. The passengers on United Flight 93, which was hijacked by terrorists as part of the September 11 attacks on the U.S demonstrated bravery like few other civilians can measure up to. Although it is not clear whether passengers on the other hijacked flights fought back persistently, it is known that the passengers on Flight 93 attempted to take control of the plane, and were successful. During the 35 minutes the passengers spent attempting to get into the

at the start of senior year, jason lost all the friends he’d made during the course of three years in high school. the first few weeks of school were a blurry mess of high tension and chaos. power coins, an underground alien ship, a talking wall, an evil green sorceress hellbent on world destruction ———— new friends. the last bit was perhaps the most important. although the whole superhero thing had come as a shock, and protecting earth had quickly become a priority, the thing that got to him the most was being part of something bigger than himself again. being part of a team. having people to count on. it was something he missed greatly, but also something that scared him .. because the last time he had friends, he’d done something terrible

After freshman year, I put the past behind me. Being the positive and optimistic student athlete that I was, little did I know that soccer was not in my future for my sophomore year of high school. I've always adored playing sports, but to be able to represent my school would be outstanding. Getting cut from the middle school soccer team multiple seasons really made an impact in my life. Countless hours of training finally led to the one moment I have always waited for. The coach handed me the small, terrifying paper which for once, was not so terrifying. Markings within the paper signaled that I had made the freshman soccer team, sparking new hope in my future with the sport. Having the most ideal soccer season that I have ever had led me to try out the following season as a sophomore.

It was a quiet July morning in 2014. I was soundly asleep in my bed. No worries about having to wake up and be somewhere. My sleep was disturbed by some noises upstairs, but saying I have four younger siblings this was nothing to be alarmed about, I just shook this off as nothing and went back to my carefree slumber. A little bit of time passed and I was awoken by my younger sister.

Although I haven’t really experienced a true journey yet in my life, I foresee a great one. Jason had his Golden Fleece, someday I will have a college degree (hopefully golden as well). Before college, though, the nightmares of high school must take their course. I predict that there will be much to learn in the four years at Sebring High School itself, but I am sure that college will be different. Once you get over your goth phase and walk across a stage wearing what looks like something your grandmother would wear to bed, BOOM! You’re an adult! With a piece of paper that makes you look smarter! Now it’s off to college to wear another nightgown and get another piece of paper that makes you look even smarter. But before you reach the finish

As days went on, parts of me, some I forgot I had, rejoined me. My motivation appeared first- perhaps it never left, Within the doubts, aroused determination to use my resources to their full potential. I had the opportunity to become a more skilled soccer player, to challenge myself academically, and to build my character- only a dormant idea in the moment. My social life came next as I began to make friends, limited to my classmates and teammates. My confidence followed hand in hand with my security as I felt comfortable with the new shade of grass, a luminous complexion. I familiarized myself with the streets as I took the same routes day after day- home to school, school to home, home to soccer, soccer to home. Trying to immerse myself in routine, I lost passion. Quickly, soccer turned- a stress reliever turned to a stress source. The coaches made it apparent I was not good enough to be here. School, never once a stress reliever but certainly never this difficult, showed me for once what academic competition was. I went from competing with 12 classmates for the number one rank to hundreds of kids with similar GPA’s, test scores,

Soccer has always been one of the most important things in my life and many of the lessons I have learned have come from the soccer pitch. Dealing with different personalities from coaches to players has helped me to be more patient and understanding of other people’s perspectives and goals. These experiences have helped to shape me into the person and player I am, however they have not been without challenges. The summer leading to my Junior year was a difficult time because I was a player on the edge of Varsity and JV fighting for minutes throughout the season.

Many people think of heroes as brave soldiers or rescue teams risking their lives for another. However, heroic deeds are not limited to extreme courage in the face of danger and ultimate risk for another life. Actually, I discovered that some of the most simple deeds can be heroic. The most heroic deed I ever did was when I was called by an urgent neighbor to come over and kill a rattlesnake in his yard.