My little brother has always wanted to be a skateboard champion. He first started riding skateboards when he was tiny. He kept trying even though he wasn't very good. When he was little, his helmet was almost too big for his head. He looked funny squatting on his board trying to keep his balance. He couldn't balance on the end of the board and make it flip, but he could turn and maneuver without falling. By the time he was ten, he could skate fast and straight. He has learned to ride the half-pipe ramp like a pro. He can fly off the ramp, grab his board, and turn a 360-degree flip. At last, all of his hard work has paid off. He is the best! One of my most memorable vacations is when I went to Universal Studios Horror Fest in Orlando, Florida.
Learning to skateboard was never easy for me. I’ve never been a real balanced or coordinated person so skateboarding was like trying to learn the meaning to the film “Inception”. Even though I was never delighted to hop back on a piece of wood on wheels called a “skateboard” I was determined to learn; time and time again I fell but getting back up is what mattered. Now I’m like a surfer hitting that wave he’s been waiting for his whole life. Now if I’m not on my board I’m on my bike. Skating is now one of the easiest things I do nowadays. I’ve been skating for almost 6 years now and will continue to skate until I simply
Throughout the past year I went through a great deal of undertakings that caused me to become more experienced with my skills and how to overcome various challenges. These really built up my character and the way I am today. In all aspects, this past year consisted of going to Killington, Vermont, my brother going into the Air Force, meeting him in Texas for his graduation of basic training, completing a double backflip on a trampoline, landing a front flip on flat ground, accomplishment of a 2 ½ front flip on a diving board, getting 2nd at leagues, and competing in districts. All of these activities have advanced me in a skill or challenged me to an extent.
For many, their formative years have a large influence on who they become as adults. This can happen in many different ways including new experiences, discovering a new sport or hobby, and uncovering what they are passionate about. For me, this was falling in love with a new language from a very young age and becoming very interested in the culture that was associated with it.
Failure is truly negative if we choose to not learn from it. When we face setbacks and difficulties, we are given golden opportunities to grow as people. Learning from our shortcomings makes us wiser, stronger, and unveils a chance to turn an undesirable outcome into a building block of character. My hockey career has been a sinusoidal trail of highs and lows, but I always learned from the downturns.
Skateboarders are often viewed negatively and and looked at as a destructive act for delinquents, however, Skaters are really not destructive nor negative, they are just people who are trying to have fun. Because of these assumptions, beginners have a hard time starting because people don’t support him because they feel that they will turn out into a destructive individual. There is many beginner skaters that are trying to learn new things but some people try to stop them from it because many people are against skaters. I am going to support beginners to continue learning new tricks and i will show them how the tricks works.
Although, I enjoyed steady employment my desire to finish school lingered with me. I needed a guided path of straight forward thinking with no distraction also with no life worries of daily living and survival.
When i was a young boy i was really interested in skateboarding, i watched all my favorite skateboarders do tricks and stunts and i decided that thats what i was gonna do so i took scrape wood , and old slides from my treehouses, and made ramps to go off of with my freinds we would sit for hours designing ramps and how we would do the stunts making our own tricks, we would do this everyday so i had quickly picked up how to build a sturdy structured ramps and had picked up fundamentals on how
Everyone will experience a death in their life at least once whether it’s a family member or friend, they will react to it differently and has to grieve in their own way. Death isn't something that someone looks forward too, so watching someone go from healthy, to where they can barely walk or talk on their own isn’t easy. But getting a lesson out of someones death takes away some of the pain, and helps you move on.
When i was born, i had a breathing problem, and paralyzed from head to toe. The doctor had to straped tubes to me, so I can breath properly. They have to perform operations on me, but It was unsuccessful. The doctor said, that i will die in a couple of hours. My mom and dad were shocked that was still alive in the morning. I was recovered so fast it was a miracle. A year later, i was out the hospital. 10 year laters, my parent was watching nba on tv ,while i was sleeping in my bed. Then the power went off suddenly. BOOM!! Glass broke.! I woke up and got curious where the sound came from, so i got out of bed, grab my baseball bat and went to investigative.i tiptoe into the hall wall trying not to make a sound. Then i heard a gun shots and
As a 16 year old young man, when I think about responding to a writing prompt asking me to describe an event that I consider a launch pad towards gaining maturation, the first things that should come to my mind are getting my first job, graduating from high school, or being accepted into the college of my choice. This was not the case for me. The event that I feel has marked my transition from childhood to manhood would be the conversation that my mother had with me after the shooting death of Trayvon Martin.
Throughout one’s lifetime, it is almost guaranteed that he or she has heard the saying “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” This saying is pretty self-explanatory, and it is extremely helpful in multiple scenarios, especially in times of struggle. From a young age, I have always been a cheerleader. Recently, circumstances have changed causing me to question my abilities. I have numerous personal experiences throughout my life that illustrate this saying; however, this one is the most recent.
The summer before my sophomore year, my cross country coach challenged our team to run 400 miles over the summer in preparation for the oncoming season. Numerous athletes on our team participated, including myself. Equating to running over four miles a day, it was not going to be effortless, however the challenge sparked a drive for success in me, and I was determined to satisfy that drive. In the final weeks, I grew excited as the finish drew near, and I eclipsed the 400 mile mark with a day to spare. Success soon followed, as for the first time our coach could remember, our team won our home meet. Overall, we were much more competitive as a team that year, and it was a fantastic experience. Partaking in those experiences again was something
I’ve been called a perfectionist, a procrastinator, a control freak, scatterbrained, a worrywart, and a stress case, not without good reason. I’ve had anxiety issues since I was little, but the growing pressure from middle school to high school really brought out the stress big-time. Throughout elementary school, I received good grades but I acted shy and distracted. I spent lots of time with my nose buried in a book- at home, while shopping, in the car, at other people’s houses, even while crossing the street (which I do not recommend). Fiction, specifically fantasy, was my favorite escape. I’d spend hours attending Hogwarts, discovering Narnia, fighting in the Hunger Games, exploring Fablehaven, and taking on Greek mythological monsters. It was just so much easier and more fun to deal with fictional problems than face reality.
I was now ready to “soar through the sky” while still being attached to a rope. Elena and I decided that we were going to be partners for this activity. At first, the thought of us doing zipplinning together puzzled me because of how different are body weights were, therefor making me a little hesitant to do it. I eventually pushed the fear into the back of mind and started to climb up the soaring structure. Once both Elena and I reached the top, we sat down on the edge of the platform and were reviewing the safety precautions. When we were finally all strapped in a ready to go, I looked to my right to see Elena shuffling slightly with fear. My first thought was to lean over and pat her on the back, but I soon realised that I was strapped in
I sat in my room paralyzed with anxiousness. Mr. Chappuis had told us the grades would be in by 5:00 pm, but it was already nearing 6 o'clock. I tapped my fingers on the desk more rapidly as my thoughts began to wander to the fear that was in my mind as the test was placed on my desk. I gripped my chair thinking about all the questions I had answered without a clue of the true response. A shock went down my spine as I began to realize the impact this exam would have on my final french grade. The sun’s final rays danced across the sky as I was still focused on refreshing my computer every several seconds. When I could almost no longer bare it, I saw my grade flash up on the screen in large blue print. I could not conceive of what had happened!