Personal Narrative: Team Fire F

It all started at the beginning of tryouts. The week of excitement and nervousness. Everyone was already making guesses on who was gonna be on the team. Then so it started, the first day was pretty easy and so was the next. The third was conditioning day, which was the worst. Then the last two days were fairly easy too. But those days were the most nerve racking. Those were the days when the cuts were made.

My sophomore year of highschool I was not very good at baseball. Honestly, the team as a whole was not very good. We were a young and immature team; we did not have very much success throughout the year. We actually had a losing record that year at sixteen and twenty-four, and that is embarrassing if you ask me. The entire season was honestly a disappointment because we knew that we were much better than that, and the next year we would prove that theory true. The next year the team made a complete 180 degree turn. Although, at the beginning of the season we started with three straight losses; The season turned for the better quickly.

Not that I wasn’t happy with the choices that had led me to this point in my life, but I knew that I was destined for greater things than a “Doc on a Boat”; another nameless enlisted member of the naval medical community serving three years of sea duty on a constantly revolving door of new check-ins and farewells. Working long hours on little sleep and crappy food is what boat life is all about. You are united as a crew by what is affectionately known as “The Suck”; a general catchall term that you can blame any and all problems on and one that you signed on for by receiving orders to a boat. Now there are three types of people that I encountered, those that love and are borderline addicted to the suck, those that tolerate the suck for the

They say a team is like a family but, to me, this beyond true. When I transferred to Northwest Catholic last year as a junior, I knew no one at this school. I was so intimidated about the school year and starting over that I had the fear that every high school student had; fitting in. Fortunately, I had decided to join the cross country team and my worries went away. I was immediately welcomed onto the team and found myself surrounded by encouraging teammates and coaches. I made friends who I believe I will keep in touch with for a lifetime and gave me the confidence I needed to, not only make it through, but thrive in my junior year. I know I have not been on the team for a long time but the sense of unity, friendship and encouragement that

After a challenging move from De Pere to Sturgeon Bay between my freshman and sophomore year, I can officially say that I have adapted well to my new community. In the beginning of sophomore year, one of my goals was to become as involved in my new high school as I was my old high school. I have accomplished that by becoming a part of the soccer team and joining a variety of clubs that all mean a lot to me. For example, A-Team works with other students that have learning disabilities to make social interaction a little more comfortable. In my opinion, creating a better learning environment for them not only benefits all of the students in that environment but it feels really rewarding.

The game felt like a million hours left in the last quarter of the game for b-team. We waited on the sidelines for b-team’s game to explode as, we watched. The a-team started to drink water and stretch a little for the game.

As I went through the field in the last competition of the night, with hardly any pellets left in my magazine. I can hear pellets striking the wall behind me. I rapidly sprint to the building, recognize my rival and fire, and sprayed him in pellets, he's out of the tournament! Airsoft one of the more troublesome, challenging activity stuffed game that should be given more notice by the Major Sports League, and will someday if the game was promoted. Despite that fact that it would be a very difficult procedure, making progress toward a title trophy would be exhilarating regardless of all of exertion.

It was a cool November day, in the middle of Afghanistan. As a medic, I was sitting outside my make shift aid station with one of my buddies sharing stories about home. We hear a loud explosion right outside of the wire. I looked up and could see the cloud of smoke billowing up from about two hundred meters away. Not knowing how bad the situation was, I grabbed a few of my soldiers, our translator and my aid bag and ran straight to the smoke. When we got there, a group of civilians were huddled around a group of people who were yelling, screaming and crying. The translator found out that a group of three men and three children were walking around a field when one of the children stepped on a mine. One of my soldiers grabbed the mine

As I ran through the field in the final tournament of the evening, with only a few pellets left in my magazine, I can hear pellets impacting the wall behind me. I quickly sprint to the building, spot my opponent and shoot, and cover him in pellets, he’s out of the game! Airsoft one of the more difficult, strategic and action-packed sport that should definitely receive more exposure by the major pro sports league, and will be achieved if the sport was promoted. Although it would be an highly difficult process, striving for a championship trophy would be worth every little bit of effort. Airsoft is often reffered to a brutal and just a game, but the right funding and if people are shown that all safety percautions have been taken then they would

“We need to make to make this field goal to win, and make it to the championship!” the Panthers coach screamed over the roaring voices in the crowd. Roy Williams, star quarterback for the Panthers, looked over to the scoreboard. It was the fourth quarter, two seconds left. The score was tied 26-26 in the semifinal game against their rivals, the Coward Eagles.

I have a lot of family. I have a lot of cousins, and aunts, and uncles. Like i have a few cousins that live here in town. They are Jayden, Dayton, Zoe and Malik. I also have a few cousins in Arkansas because a part of our family is from Arkansas. (my grandpas side). Their names are Stormie and Katelynn. I don’t see them much.The reason I don’t is well they live in Arkansas and I live in Illinois. So we are quite a distance away. To be exact last time I remember going down I think it took 9 hours!! I know I have more cousins than that. But those are some main ones I talk to. ( I talk to Stormie and Katelynn by texting them, calling them, and messaging them over facebook.)

Again like I said before I did my interview through email so I wasn’t able to get a face to face interview. I decided to interview Isaac because he's been a part of the fire station for almost 17 years now. I figured he would have more experience than people who have only been with the department for a couple of years. Isaac has been a good family friend and has always been there for my dad and my mom. Last year at this point in time my dad cheated on my mom. I guess you could say my family had a rough holiday season. Nothing was easy and my mom, sister, and I had to go through it alone. Thankfully, Isaac was there for my mom when she needed guidance and there was only so much me and my sister could do for her. Isaac really helped my family

What would I take if my home ever caught on fire? This is a good question I actually have a semi plan for this hazard just in case it happen. I only have one important thing I could think of at this time and that is my shoe box. But let me explain it not just any regular shoe box it hold all my important paperwork such as W-2, DD2-14, Birth Certificate, and Social Security card.

“Breaking news: a fire at a steel factory near San Francisco, CA has occurred around 7 pm last night. Seven firefighters were called to the scene. Among them was the Captain of the team. Unfortunately, the fire spread to flammable petroleum tanks and instantly exploded the entire building. The firefighters could not escape in time. All seven bodies have been discovered.”

The first time I heard the word feminism, it came bitterly out of my dad’s mouth. It sounded like he almost hissed it. I was about seven at the time and didn’t know what it meant, but I obviously thought it was a bad thing since my dad became angry after overhearing a few women’s conversation on the topic. I remember asking my dad what it meant and he only said “something that you don’t need to know about.” Since I was young I trusted him and didn’t think anything of it until years later.