Personal Narrative: Joining The Regional Competition

Shifting in my heavy metal cleats, I can feel countless sets of eyes trained on me, observing my every move from their hard stadium seats. Normally when I’m on the mound, I have ice in my veins; the stares of the crowd bounce right off. However, this wasn’t a normal day. Instead of standing on the rubber to fire fastballs at opposing batters, I was there to honor two very special ladies and to raise funds and awareness for a cause that hits very close to home, Multiple Sclerosis. During this part of the ceremony, a fellow teammate and I were supposed to present our mothers, who are fighting the disease, with a gift from the team. Unfortunately, this did not occur as smoothly as one would hope. With slick palms, I calmly approached her with

Four, maybe five German soldiers surrounded me. They were moving in faster than a pack of starving wolves, and I was their downed prey. There were flying bullets, dark smoke, and explosions everywhere. I was oppressed and knew that this was finally it. All my hard work was about to disappear into a plume of smoke. I commenced raising my rifle, and then in the midst of this chaotic scene there was this ever so subtle giggle over the headset. I look upwards dumbfounded to see a firestorm of bombs hailing all around me, and enveloping my entire section of the battlefield obliterating everything. It was my brother Chase piloting this monstrous desert-sand colored beast of a bomber, which just unleashed utter devastation on the opposing

“Final call girl’s four by eight-hundred-meter relay” called the official. The Ontario Track girl’s four by eight-meter team trooped up to lane one, in unison. I would not have wanted to be racing with anyone else but my relay family. We had trained all season for this one race. Every workout, asthma attack, tear, and shin splint has lead up to this one race to break a twenty year old school record. As we jogged with the official from the bullpen to the starting line, the crowd had uproars of excitement for the athletes. An immense smile grew across my face, not only from the ecstatic crowd, but from the anticipation to race. I approached the starting line, in the first lane, while my teammates arrayed along the fence with the other second,

Tensions were high. Her nerves were frazzled. The crowd was quiet, waiting to hear the name of the team who was to move on to nationals. Only two teams in the division would be moving on. The crowd went wild as the announcer said, “And moving on to the 2009 Cheerleading Nationals will be the Kankakee Valley Kougars!”

They ran around the track for about 30 minutes until Kyana walked over to the track. Kyana has been trying to win a track meets for years. She’s always been jealous of Chloe because other than the past few times, Chloe has always gotten a higher place than Kyana.

One time when playing travel baseball my team played in a 16 youth tournament , and we were the only 14 and 15 year old team. We were a very small team in size and numbers , but we had a great amount of talent for our size and age. The tournament took place in Columbus Ohio. We were the only team from Tennessee in the tournament , and we worked very hard all year to make it to the tournament. We played up in pretty much every tournament all season , so we came prepared to see some very talented and big teams. Sure enough we showed up to our hotel the first day arriving and there were tons of teams staying in the same hotel , and by the looks of these teams we were by far the smallest team. The next day was the start of the tournament and we

Over and over, I repeated her phrase in my mind. Knowing, I had to get in the top fifteen instead of the top ten places calmed my nerves. I knew this was my last chance to earn a spot at state. Unsure from running poorly at the conference meet last week, I felt worried. I remembered I worked too hard this season to not earn a spot at state. Only an hour later, I laced up my spikes and stepped into the chute.

Once I released the baseball my heart dropped and I hoped for the best. It was one of the most stressful moments i’ve ever had in baseball. But first we should go back to when all this first started. It was a perfectly normal saturday we had a tournament like most weekend over the summer but not until I got to the field and and everyone was talking about the game did I over hear someone say this is the state tournament. This tournament ranked us in Illinois. We played the first two teams with ease we were up by five and they couldn’t seem to keep up, but the last game of the tournament was us versus the Plainfield Tornadoes. I remember that team very distinctly because of the circumstances I was in. I had pitched the first two games we played

Going into this tournament we did not have very high expectations considering the other two teams we had to play were ranked in the top 20 when were ranked in the 90s. Our first game would be considered the toughest because we had to play the tenth ranked team in the nation. But shockingly we ended winning the game. Our next game we unfortunately lost and were knocked out of contention for nationals. Even though we weren’t able to make it to nationals it was still a very fun and successful season.

The day she was set to leave Atlanta was so much fun she felt as if it was a vacation having days of not doing anything but running. On the bus and hours of driving feel so long sleeping most of the way, once everyone arrived to the rooms, off to sleep for the whole team pre limes tomorrow. Early the next morning as everybody was getting ready for their race; she got nervous feeling butterflies in her stomach, not knowing what to really expect today while consequently the race. Once we got to the track, everything that was a thought changed, she didn’t know what was going to happen now when starting the 300 hurdles race.

It was October 2016 of my junior year, right in the heart of the Cross Country season. Cross Country was fun and team was doing great, but I was looking forward to the upcoming winter track season. High jump is where it is at and that is where I wanted to be and then it happened… I went down and my ankle was caught underneath me and twisted. I'm not exactly sure how it happened, but I was hurt. I was on the ground, in pain as other racers passed me. I was able to get to the finish it wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t fast, but I did it.

"Not feeling well. Had this problem all morning. Didn't want to miss practice, so I tried to tough it out."

Cornet said that everyone has improved in terms of race tactics and the returners are stronger than they were a year ago. The goals for next year was “Both teams qualify to state. Hope to have a lot of new people to replenish those who are graduating. Half of the 2016 team are seniors.” “The chances of winning state is slim but the boys team are ranked third is state behind 2 really strong teams. It’s doable but will take a great race. Robby Vos and Shayla Potratz, both have moved into the top six for their event in school history, and both of whom won the conference title! This is the eighth consecutive year the girls have qualified for State Champions. The boys placed second at the State Championships in each of the past two years, and third the year

Charlie did a great job as quarterback this season the team went on to win all of their games and also win the championship. Charlie and Kona became friends also Charlie and Lexi.Charlie hopes that he will make the team next year. Charlie decided to try a new sport Basket ball. But that was a different

Did they not like something? Did they think something could be harder or better? We don't know . My team and I anxiously await while names are called for 3rd and 2nd place. Then the judges go on to announce 1st place . Our name is called . I instantly feel a feeling that I have never felt before, true gadditude. Tears instantly started rolling down my cheeks, everyone was screaming . This was what we had worked for all season , to win the first round of summit . The most amazing feeling I have ever felt. I have liked this sport for the longest time and now I have officially fell in love with it. But it wasn't over yet for my team. Our dream became a reality from our hard work and dedication.