Olde Severna Park, Maryland, my bus comes to a halt, and gently veers into the collection of radiant green synthetic turf fields, and prestigiously constructed buildings which make up the Severn School campus. In the days since I was last here, so little has actually changed, but being in the upper school now, it seems to different. There are still the same deep red bricks, etched with names, forming the commemorative alumni walkway. There are still the same colossal 100 yard turf fields, lining the left side of the walkway, their radiating scent of sweat and plastic turf beads reminding me of all the good times that were had in my middle school days. On the other side of the Alumni Walkway, lay the magnificent Edward St. John athletic center, …show more content…
This street, quiet and empty the night before, turns into a bustling, crowded street, overnight. As I cross the street, the 3 large brick and academic buildings catch my eye. On the far left is McCleary Student Center. It’s large shiny front glass window glistens in the sunlight, reflecting the image of the landscaping just outside. Outside, luscious green bushes and prestigiously maintained grass connect the ever-so-modern campus with the wonders of nature. Directly inside, Price Auditorium, with its grand jet black stage, and maroon upholstered stadium seating, acts as a central meeting spot for the school, and brings together the Severn community on a daily basis. In the time I've been in high school, the spectacle which is Price Auditorium, seems so much more important. It is here in which intriguing ideas are shared, and paramount issues are thoroughly discussed. As I exit price, I follow the scent of hot food up the speckled tile stairs leading up to to the cafeteria. Inside, I can pinpoint the table I always sat at in middle school, with a refreshing view out the back window, where you can catch a glimpse of the river, just beyond the tree line. The cafeteria seems almost like a restaurant, with many unique dishes to chose from. The cafeteria satisfies hunger, while the rest of the 3 academic …show more content…
This bridge, fully enclosed in glass, leads the way into Creeden Hall, while also providing a view of the campus surrounding it. Creeden, the main high school building, feels like a busy street each school day. The immensely wide hallways are like highways for students zipping from class to class. Aluminum-lined whiteboards are mounted next to each door, all uniquely designed for the class that takes place in that room. The locker section in the morning like a busy city corner. While walking down the eternal-seeming spiral staircase, I see in the center of the room a pendulum slowly rocking back and fourth over a compass. Its brassy finish starting to wear off after all the years, and yet it still seems like new. The motion of the pendulum is constant, almost as if to symbolize the constant enriching of the students' minds, and the never ending sense of community and tradition which exists at the Severn School. At the end of the day, as I walk outside, I'm met by the gentle autumn breeze, bringing a sense of freedom and joy, after a hard working day at school. Located off of Evergreen Road, in Olde Severna Park, Maryland, there is a noticeable excitement, and passion for learning, in the
It all started when i was in fourth grade. It all changed what inspired me came by whole big dream that i wanted to be successful at. I was at school just a normal day, and it was times to go to PE, and my coach got out a circular ball that i had never seen in my life. It was kinda colorful, it had some weird word written on it, but i couldn't see from where i was standing. My coach handed us each one of these balls, and coach called them volleyballs. My coach told us what to do and what not to do, so i was at this net, and just gave the ball a high five because that's what he said to do. Coach came over to me, and kinda directed me through and told me it was called a serve. That day i went home thinking about it, and i decided i want to do
At this point in the semester, I am five weeks into my practicum. Throughout the past five weeks I have come to learn a lot from Tyler, the Sports Coordinator at the Y. One of the biggest surprises that I have learned from this experience is the amount of time and team effort it takes to be a sports coordinator. While at the Y I have helped Tyler run and supervise different sports programs for the youth and with every new program there is more and more work that goes into it. When I started at the Y, there was already a session in progress. Each session is eight weeks in duration and there are several programs within the session. Now that the previous session has ended Tyler is showing me how to create the next session. With this I have observed that there is a lot of team effort that goes into building these programs.
The odds were always against us, yet we persevered. When everybody told us “no, it cannot be done”, we stared right back at them and simply smiled while nodding because we always did our talking on the field, where it really matters. This is a story of how the Dulles Varsity Soccer Team shut up Clements without having to open our mouth.
Suddenly, I recognized the building. Just last week, I had visited the exact same campus. My eyes explored the hall in front of me for the second time. It’s Early College High School, I realized. This
The first thing on the agenda of my visit was my official tour of the school. As I walked around the main campus I began to picture myself as part of the pack. With each new building I saw, the more I fell in love with the school. Everything from the glowing red-bricked education buildings to the exquisite student building, Talley Student Union. After I had walked the magnificent campus, it was time for my meeting with the head coach, Bryan Bunn. I had never met Coach Bunn or even talked to him, only email. When I stepped into his office with my mom every one of my senses was heightened. I could hear my heart beating out of my chest. I could hear every pipe that had water running through
When it comes to the sports industry, there are many different jobs within organizations and businesses. Prior to interviewing someone, I did a large amount of research on jobs within the NCAA. My ideal interview would have been with the athletic director for the University of Florida, because my goal is to one day become an athletic director. However, Jeremy Foley is a very busy man and was not available to meet with me. Therefore, I interviewed who I believe to be the next best person. I interviewed the coordinator of volleyball operations for the University of Florida Gators, Alesha Busch. Although Alesha does not deal directly with the National Collegiate Athletic Association (NCAA), she abides by the organizations rules and deals with them through the University Athletic Association (UAA). The reason I chose to interview
Today is the first day that I set foot into Central High School, one of the most prestigious high schools in Philadelphia. The blood rushes through my veins as I allow that fact to sink in. I climb up the steep hill, focused solely on trying to make my way to the deep red doors as other students, one by one, join their respective social groups.
The personal stories shared in the chapter provide a more extensive explanation as to why the state should reconsider consolidating the school. On page 52, the school’s coach describes the relationship between the school and community: “The school’s kind of a focal point; anything that happens in the community is going to happen in the cafeteria, or it’s going to occur here in the gym” (Tieken 2014). Another account describes the school’s value as “That cemetery dinner is not a school event; it’s a community event, but the school is the place to have it” (Tieken 2014, 53). The narrative provides evidence on the subject of building rapport between school systems and groups of individuals of Delight.
Two years ago at Diamond Lakes Ball Field I started to play softball, I was scared and I really didn’t want to play because I was the youngest on the team. To begin with I started to practice with my team and at home with my mom, stepdad, and sister. After a little practice I became better and learned the skills needed to play the game.
For 2 years I was a member of the Central Toronto Athletic Club. CTAC is a competitive middle distance running club that trains its athletes to compete in track and field and cross country events. It is a year round athletic club that is a platform for talented people of almost all ages to train and to focus on their self-progress as an athlete. At CTAC I was encouraged to push myself to test the limits of my speed, endurance and strength and to discover what my body is truly capable of. Running was a very satisfying sport because my achievements were directly proportional to the amount of work that I put in. At CTAC, I learned discipline, dedication and perseverance. I had to balance my schoolwork with daily practices or workouts, I ran six
Stepping foot onto campus does not immediately dispel any of the preconceived notions one may reasonably have after a few Google searches. The facade does not crack so easily. Reportedly designed by a prison architect—complete with a watchtower cleverly repurposed to house a large clock—the school is made up of a dozen or so small, one-story buildings of approximately six classrooms each. Large,
Our hearts pounding and stomachs filled with excitement and nerves as we step into Georgian Court University’s gym. The day has finally come The Shore Conference Championship for girl’s volleyball! The gym is huge nothing like we are used to, you could practically see yourself in the hardwood floors. We are the first team to arrive so we get a feel for the gym before anyone else gets there. Including ourselves there are four teams that will have the chance to play in the final to win The Shore Conference. The first game is the semi-finals our opponent is the team Barnegat. Barnegat is known for there tall middles who like to hit the short corners, so knowing this we had to make adjustments that we are not so familiar with.
Instead two grades occupy each. First is McFall that hosts the littlest of the children. The community basketball courts are adjacent to their ever-expanding playground. Houses dot the street as you continue down, some in disrepair and others still with scaffolding. A church is the first thing you see, but just behind it sits the next step in your elementary journey. The entrance is hidden in the form of a development entrance. More houses block the view of the next buildings, but soon you reach an intersection. Before you stand the high school, but down the side road hides the last elementary building, Page Elementary. The middle school can be seen in the distance. Tucked away behind the baseball diamond and various tennis courts. The height of the building contrasting harshly with the
The building labeled B appears to be the main building for courses at Local Community College. Students walk in and out of the building all day and stop only to enter a classroom or buy food from the vending machines which fill one corner of the building’s long hallway. Often, students sit on the chairs that line the walls while waiting for a class to start, but for now the hallway is nearly empty and waiting for the ambush of students.
The Dining Hall at State University is bustling with kids in sweatshirts and pajama pants. The make-your-own Belgian waffle line is long and students are complaining about the lack of forks. Phrases like “I got wicked smashed last night,” and “I really need a cup of coffee” can be heard around the tables. It’s typical Sunday morning on campus.