Personal Narrative: The Tournament Of Roses

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

There's one memory in particular that I remember most. I was 11 years old living in Richmond, Virginia and my baseball travel team the Richmond Rapids were traveling to the Outer Banks in North Carolina for a Labor Day weekend Tournament. The Outer Banks Classic was the the biggest tournament for 12u players in the Atlantic Region. We were the first team from our region to be invited to the tournament. None of us knew what to expect when we got there. But after an 8 hour car drive and tons of car time my expectations were exceeded when I saw where we would be playing.

Some of my favorite memories made in high school thus far are due to my involvement in the Best Buddies program. Best Buddies is offered across the United States and is a non-profit organization dedicated to ending the exclusion of people with special needs. I joined the program my freshman year and was selected my junior year of high school to be in the Best Buddies class where I get to develop a closer relationship with all of the buddies. In total there are about twenty-five special needs kids that attend my school. I am proud to attend a school that welcomes these kids and always makes sure to include them in major school events and extracurricular activities. Recently, Tyler, one of the buddies, scored a touchdown while playing with our varsity football team. This was a proud moment for the Best Buddies class because we wanted him to have this amazing experience.

So, most people have great memories right? Mine are marching band memories. Marching band started with my sister. My mom and my sister inspired me to do sports in the first place. It was either marching band or volleyball. Which I believe marching band was for the best. I'm working up to the things that my sister accomplished. My music has helped me develop my life, my values, and my goals.

In the first three chapters, Rose is almost murdered by her friend, Clarissa’s, boyfriend, Matt, who was trying to steal something from her home. She was in the hospital deciding to leave or not. Rose later went out to find her friend with her(Clarissa’s) boyfriend, she ran out but later went inside to sleep. A couple of hours later, she went to the doctor that was telling Clarissa that her friend may not live.

In addition to everything that happened prior to my high school years, my freshman year was one, if not, my most memorable when it comes to sports. Track may have been my only sport in high school but I took a great deal or pride and passion in what I was doing and the team I was on, felt like another family. We had a track meet in Eudora, Kansas, and I was on the four by one team relay, which is four people that each run a 100 meter dash and pass off a baton. I was the anchor of the team and we were in first place in the event. When I got the

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

I was able to go to Busch Gardens because I was apart of the Chorus and that year in Busch Gardens we ended up placing in first place beating billion's of chorus groups and we got a superior rating which is the highest type of rating we could get. Not only that, but I recall it being a good year for the band too, all the bands had gotten a superior rating but only the Wind Ensemble placed first in the competition, sadly the Jazz Band placed second that year. Additionally, this trip was three days and two night which was longer than the other one and we had a cruise ship, we had a pizza party, and a day of traveling, making it one of the best music trips I go to. However, this was not the last time I went on a Music in the Parks trip, my eighth grade year I went to Dorney Park in Pennsylvania, and I was able to go to the state I took the liberty to avoid in sixth grade. Although the trip constructed was not the best in term of location and activities, it was my most successful year because I sang for the Chorus and the Jazz Chorus, and I played for the Jazz Band and Wind Ensemble. Not only that but, in that year I gained one of my biggest accomplishments in my life, out of millions of people in that competition I was chosen and awarded to be the best soloist out of everyone there leaving a memory I could never forget. When my name was called I jumped with joy, went to get my medal, and I shook the hands of the judges and the people who give out the

The one that has stood out throughout my 3+ years here would be socially merciful, which I experienced at the Mercyhurst Day of Service during my freshman year. I, along with around 20 other freshmen went to the YMCA of Greater Erie where we essentially had recess with some children. I can still vividly remember that day; it was a fairly cool August day and we were inside a warm gymnasium where 3-4 teachers led their classes into the gym. Almost instantly, the children started running and screaming towards us overjoyed that they had different people to hang around with and play with. I remember looking over at the teachers who, although just for a short while, were able to sit back and relax and let out a sigh of relief because someone was there to help

The day of the 5th grade wax museum of the 2012-2013 school year at Polenta Elementary. It was spring, but the temperature outside was in the 80s. I was playing as Paul Revere which I was the only girl to do so. When other kids would come and press the button on my hand I would speak my lines that I had learned to say from the research I had done. I sat between Pocahontas and JFK, two figures that weren't even in the same time period as Paul Revere had been.

One of my most memorable moments was when I joined Geek Squad. Geek squad was basically a program for kids who were good with computers so they went from class to class to help teachers work out their technology problems. The club was run my old computer teacher, Ms. Carson, and the club had two sessions, one from October through February and another session from February to June. The session I joined was from February through June. At that time, there was only eight kids and in the other session it was much larger. All we did was connect all the laptops to the school network, yet I still have fond memories on what I did back then.

When I was younger, every summer my travel baseball team participated in the conference, regional, and hopefully state. But this particular summer in 2012 on our “U-14” travel team, will never leave my memory. As most might think, baseball is not always the most intriguing sport, but the series of events leading to the most exciting time of my life could leave even the most “baseball-skeptical” person speechless.

For the past 3 or 4 years now, I have become pretty good at tennis for my age group. I started off by learning from my grandfather, who is a tennis coach in Greenville Ohio. Tennis is a fun sport to play, but its not that simple to learn.

Some of my best memories that i have had in my freshman year are when my balloon popped in the middle of class ,and when we messed with my friends plant ,and finally when me and my friends played UNO in the middle of class. These were some of my best memories because when my balloon popped everyone jumped out of their seats and me and my friends couldn’t help but laugh, and when we messed with my friends plant and we put a crayon in his plant and waterboarded it, and finally when me and my friends played UNO in the middle of class and our teacher didn’t even

My mind raced as I thought about what to do. I wanted to make the right decision. During our FLL competition, I had to make a quick decision if I wanted to run the robot again or not. This was a time I believe I was tested. My teammates wanted me to do it again. I wanted others to have a chance. I wasn’t sure if I made the right decision at that moment. Everyone is tested in different ways, and I was tested to see if I would choose myself or others.