The Day Of My Best School Day

It was my senior year of high school football and all I could do was sit on the bench with an injury. It was so frustrating because all I wanted to do was be on the field playing with my brothers like I have since freshman year. I was just so happy to be on the field on those Friday nights and just get to play the game made me so happy when I first started playing. Until I got a big head and started thinking about myself and what I was going do that game or how many touchdowns I was going to score that game. I stopped thinking about the team because of my success. I think this might be a lesson I needed to learn and if I did not, I would have had a big head my whole senior year and never would have saw the real reasons why I loved playing

I woke up alarmed and breathing heavy. Fear coursed through my veins. Was it from the recurring nightmare I had for the past week or what was to come that day? I didn't know. Both seemed pretty bad to me and I wished neither of them would have to happen, but they did. That day I had my first day of school. I wouldn't mind if it would have been the year before, this year was different though. This past summer was the hardest thing I've done. I had to say goodbye to everything. My friends, my home, everything that ever made me happy. The only thing that I brought with me was my very precisely chosen wardrobe of cool toned shirts and expensive bottoms and my old and useless cat Luna. Our new house was on the edge of town, the richer side. But that didn't mean anything to me, neither did my dad’s new job. Nothing about this new start made me happy. I was perfectly fine in our old home, I had tons of friends and I was close with all the girls on my softball team. Everyone in the town knew me, and I knew everyone. The only person from our new town I knew was the sweet old lady who lived next door who brought cookies the day we moved in. She was a lot older than my parents even, probably in her seventies, but looked a bit younger with all the makeup she wore. She looks nice, but also like a typical rich older woman with all the expensive brands and jewelry she wore. Everyone in this neighborhood is like that though, and I feel out of place. I'm not usually the type of person to

Long road trips, winning a tournament, making a game winning tackle, starting your first ever varsity game. Football gave me some of the best memories in my life, one’s that I will get to look back on to tell my kids, my grandkids, my wife. Playing my last ever highschool football game opened up my eyes to realize how fast life can go, and to never take something for granted. Memories football has given me gives me the ability to look at things differently, to remeber things that people have done for me. Football ever since I was a little kid was a learning block. Learning how to work as a team, how to be there for eachother, how to bring someone up that hass fallen. Those are just some things football has taught me which I will carry for a

But during my junior year the head coach began to have problems with me. He started pulling my play time to the point where I never actually got to play. He and I began having bigger and bigger issues as the days went on. Our football schedule was year-round. We had practice and weights every morning at 6am during the spring. Practice Monday through Thursday in the summer and then every day during the week in the fall. With all of that time you could see there wasn’t much time away from the team or the coach. This caused there to never be a resolution of the issue. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and after my junior season in the fall I let my coach know that I was no longer playing football. This was one of the hardest decisions I have ever made. Football was my life. It’s all I knew and all I spent time doing. It was a huge adjustment to suddenly no longer having to get up and go work out in the morning and no longer had to stay after school for practice. At the time, it was hard but I became content with my decision and I knew that I made the right

The school day had gone fine, we had already marched the parade, went back to the school and ate. We already got our uniforms back on and did pre-game. Half time went very well also.

The best day of school that happened to me was that when I was in sixth grade. We got to go to Hershey Park for a field trip. I am choosing Hershey Park because I got to spend time with my best friends. Audrey, Hailey, Macie (my sister)! Just in case you don’t know what Hershey Park is I will tell you what it is. So Hershey Park is a park that is like 10 times bigger than Del’ Grossos! It was so pleasant! So, now I am going to tell you what my friends and I did there.

The best day of school that I have had is, my first day of seventh grade. This was the best day of school for me for three amazing reasons. The three reasons my first day of seventh grade is the most special to me are, I wasn’t going to be treated like a baby anymore, I don’t have to walk in a

I have always loved the game loved the smell of the fresh grass that hits you like a truck when you run onto the field, loved the sound of helmets clashing together as our enemies try to take us down. This game has always been my life, it's always been so important to me, but now at the ending of my senior year I run out on the field with a weight pulling me down. I think about college and that i have zero scholarships… yet. I promised myself that I would one day make it big. I promised myself that i was going to support my family. My mother worked three jobs trying to keep me and my younger brother and sister going. She told me every day never stop pushing and to strive to the best I could possibly be. She wasn't like other moms that told their kid that they played so good, she told me the things I did good and the things I did bad.

My best day was graduating from Goldsboro High School in 2014. Hundreds of proud classmates, including myself, stood waiting patiently in our blue and gold graduation gowns. Preparing for that moment to walking across the stage where I would receive my diploma. While getting settled in, I started to reminisce on all the goals, I accomplished in addition to graduating with close friends that I'd gained relationships for more than four years.

The most fun I’ve ever had in my entire life, my first football game. I don’t ever want to forget my first football game. It started off with my parents wanting to get food and saying,”Noah! Come here so you won’t get lost!” When I got to my parents my brother was already munching on the popcorn and candy. I told my parents to hurry up or we might miss a good part of the game. I grabbed the lemonade and then hurried to the seats. I was so excited, especially when the Patriots scored and had a 6-0 lead. At the end of the first quarter the Patriots fumbled the ball and the Giants recovered. I was devastated. I was also very nervous about the bet my brother and I made earlier in the day. I bet 20 dollars on the Patriots and he bet 20 dollars

As I think of my best day in school I come to the day when I was in seventh grade. On this day we had planned on a Medieval Times field trip. This was by far my best and most favorite day of school. There are many reasons why this memory of middle school stood out in my memories.

When my mom signed me up for football I wasn't sure about it because I didn't know what position I wanted to play. All I knew is that I wanted to play on defence because my favorite NFL player played on defence. Sign up came around and my mom signed me up for Derby Jr Football. After sign up I had to get my football equipment, I was excited for football season but i really wasn't sure if i wanted to continue playing or just one year.

Have you ever been into the White House and saw the president in his limo? Have you ever had this greatest day in your life? Read my story and I will tell you about it.

The school dismissal bell has just rung and I walk slowly towards the back of the building towards the athletic wing. As I walk towards the trophy case, I am walking by memory because i am distracted by my own thoughts floating through my head of all the things I need to do before the day ends. My ends go back to focus and I find myself with the rest of my cross country team.

It was summer of 2017, it was the worst summer I've ever had. My friends and I had traveled to Eroupe. One of my most favorite place was England. I got to meet new realitives and made new friends. Sadly, I only booked a ticket for a month. After I got back from my trip everything seemed to bore me. I still had two months of summer left. When I arrived to my hometown it was 2:00 at night and I missed out on the fireworks