Personal Narrative: The Tryout

It all started three years ago when i was a freshman. One day my friends and I decided we want to join a sport to have an after school activity but since we weren’t on the athletic side we wanted to join something where you don’t have to run too much. Through school analcments we found out that our school has an girls bowling team and you don’t need any prior experience to join, so we went to an informational meeting and the coaches seemed really nice and so did the girls. Two weeks later on monday came the tryouts, we went to see how it is and it was hard. The main struggle was to get the ball stay on the layne and not go into the gutter. I personally couldn't get it to stay on the layne and wanted to quit it because I was so frustrated

First I just want to point out the obvious and say that you have an enormous heart. It must be so hard for you meeting these inmates and seeing their potential and most times seeing them revert to their old ways. I think that has to be the most painful part of it all. I know your supervisor once told you “our mission can’t be affected by individual successes or failures.”- Alice Layton. Which is what kept you going. It’s true, but it doesn’t take the sad disappointing feelings away. It’s amazing what you do, but it’s also very hard emotionally. For that I salute you. I love how invested you truly are. That fact that they feel comfortable enough to speak to you about the crimes they have committed is insane. That just goes to show how committed you are to helping them better themselves. In addition to

A week and half goes by and it’s time for tryouts and I was beyond nervous. Anytime someone even mention the tryouts my body would tremble and quake. I didn’t know why I was so nervous I mean I had

Have you ever been so excited for something, and then not get to participate in it? It was basketball season during hell week, which is what our school calls tryout week for sports. I was a freshman on jv, running sprints for conditioning when I started having shooting pains in my shin. I was scared but I didn’t want to stop, I wanted to play. I knew I should have gone to the trainer before I got hurt but I didn’t want to. I learned pretty quickly after things escalated that I should never give up, and things will get better if you put your mind to it and be determined to work at it as best you can.

My plans when I get older where like every other child's. I want to be in the NFL. To get where I am you have to start at a young age. I showed up at practice everyday and on time. I also studied the play sheets and went through all my routes. I studied day and night to be where I am. It wasn't easy. There was no time to play games get in trouble do drugs or hang out with friend on an everyday bases. You have to tighten up be a man. It's not like I woke up one day and I was starting running back I had to do what's right stay in school not miss a day because that one day could have been the most important day ever and I wouldn't have even known. You know why?? Because I was and didn't show up to school. Don't be that person I used to be.

We arrived at the tryout about twenty minutes early; I checked in and went to introduce myself to the coaches. I was nervous about approaching them, but the coaches seemed

It was a warm summer morning on August 28, 1998 when my mother went into Sioux Valley hospital to give birth to a baby boy. After an agonizing 15 hours in labor, I was born. They named me Bryce meaning “Nobel One.” My full name was Bryce Jay Edberg, I got this middle name after my father, which his middle name was also Jay. Being born at exactly 4:03 a.m., with a staggering 23 inch body and weighing 10 lb 4oz the delivery was nothing less then painful.

To become an athletic trainer, one must complete courses such as Human Anatomy and Physiology as well as other courses that pertain to this major. These classes will help in learning how the body functions. I will also have to pass the Board of Certification exam and must be CAATE certified I could also volunteer at sporting events to get to know the environment around the players, coaches, and spectators from a non-athlete point of view. This could prove helpful because an athletic trainer will constantly be around sporting events and usually close to spectators, coaches, and players alike.

My field experience was in Ms. Felkins third grade classroom at Washington Elementary School. The class there are nineteen students total, nine boys and ten girls. There are two different ethnic groups in the class, four African American students and fifteen white students. Additionally, there are three students who go to a resource room throughout the day for academic instruction. One of the students goes to the resource room for thirty-minute increments throughout the day. Three students go to a small reading group each day to work on reading skills.

This day was busy, but I was able to help out more by checking patients in and checking them out this time around. Felt a lot more comfortable with the system and interacting with the clients and their pets. This was my last day working in the front, I enjoyed working with Leonore and the rest of the staff in the front but, I am very excited to work in the back to get hands on experience working with the technician’s and the doctor’s.

It was February 28 , 2015. I was already on my way to Idaho championships before I knew it our team was there. At first I was incredibly terrified because of how many swimmers were there. After warm-ups with my teammates the races began, I swan my 100-meter butterfly, 100-meter freestyle, and my sprint 50-meter freestyle was close by. Usually I’m not nervous while doing this particular race but today is different. I will be racing 16 year olds while I’m only 14. Ten minutes before the race I explained to my coach that I was not feeling well but my coach looked at me and said “Maddy you are very much capable of getting first place, if you believe in yourself anything is possible.”

Being an athlete at Galatia has come with many joys and hardships. With all the love that I have gotten from this town there has still been hard moments. The lack of training resources has made me grateful for the things that are at my disposal. Coaching has never been a stable aspect in my sporting career, and the lack of outside interest has made me work even harder to be acknowledged. Even with the hardships i would never trade my life as a Bearcat.

Academic centers are middle school programs run by high schools that allow seventh and eighth grade students to take high school classes. The program run by Lane Tech, my high school, is now known as one of the best in Chicago but 5 years ago when I was a sixth grader who has just been accepted the program was brand new and completely unknown. My mother had pushed me to apply just to “see how I would do”, only about 10% of students were accepted, significantly less than those accepted to the high school. Neither of my parents were prepared for my acceptance. I was content at my small, private elementary school however, the opportunities were certainly worth contemplating.

I was brought up into a family who believed in working hard to get what you want, and I too, have taken in this belief. I started taking a part in our family farm at a very young age, and have stayed involved each year. It’s not always enjoyable, but having my easy-going dad around, to keep the frustrating moments calm, sure can make it enjoyable for me. My grandpa and great uncle also helped me have a strong connection to the farm, and always helping out when help was needed. I was never believed by many when I told stories of driving the combine at a young age in school. My peers and teachers all thought it was near impossible, for a kid my size to operate such large equipment, but believe me or not, there isn’t much to it. It may look big and scary, but it happens to be my favorite part of farming.

That is, until I was nine and fainted at the sight of my own blood when I cut my finger.