The Twisted Hero In Our Twisted Hero By Yi Munyol

My mom signed me and my little sister, Kylee, up for softball. Softball was basically the same big ball of drama, but this time my sister was with me. Which her company was really appreciated, me and her were partners for most things. My softball team was really terrible, we only ever won one game. And that my friends, is the game changer for my sports life. My Aunt Gina had come to watch this particular game, I don't remember who we were playing against, maybe Peck? This game was neck and neck the whole time, i was an out fielder because they didn't trust me much else where. So me being the big ball of drama I am, was just boiling in my own nerves about how no one understands me and whatever little emo me thought of. I'm kinda just watching this game, minding my own business and suddenly i see the ball just flying my way i was just a ball of nerves, I panicked and just thought "Oh, shit, I gotta do something". So my unknown instincts kicked in and I dived for the ball, and I, no kidding, caught the ball one-two inches off the ground. But nobody realized I did, and as the teams were walking to end the game i jumped up with the ball in my hand, breaking the game long tie. So my team celebrating our first ever win at dairy queen, coaches treat. And from then until i moved i had friends. So in conclusion, no one loves you unless you win with your

“I think a hero is any person really intent on making this a better place for all people.” A simple quote from Maya Angelou on her definition of a hero supports what I believe a hero is personally. Twisted Hero, as defined by a simple Google search, is an individual who is idealized for outstanding achievements and courageous acts, yet has an unhealthy warped mindset. Often when we think of a hero, we see a war veteran or a local firefighter, similar to what Maya Angelou believed. To the students of Yin Munyol’s novel Our Twisted Hero, a hero is a person like Om Sokdae; the class monitor who shows leadership and maintains order within the classroom consistently. But is that really all it takes to be considered a good leader? Om Sokdae is a dictator to the other children and manipulates them to the extremes. It is not until a new teacher comes in and recognizes the inequalities quickly. The new teacher has the children, one by one, confess all of the wrongdoings of Om Sokdae. Then, the teacher goes on by giving each child a harsh beating for letting Om Sokdae rule their lives so horribly for so long. He goes on by explaining to the children why the beating was necessary. Full of tears, the young students listen but don't understand the importance of the lesson until they are matured adults. The new teacher was very strict and aggressive with his teachings about life morals as shown in the novel, yet ended up teaching the children a valuable lesson. This is why I believe the new teacher is the twisted hero.

I have not and will never forget those series of events. This time hurt me but also helped build upon my character. It was my freshman year of high school. I had decided to play soccer, which was not a hard decision for me since I had played travel soccer pretty much my whole life. Also my brother was in high school at the time and played for the boys soccer team, and had my dad as his coach. He loved it and was having a great experience playing high school soccer so of course I like to follow in my brother’s footsteps. I was very nervous at first. There were over eleven seniors on the team, and they were pretty intimidating to me. During the summer, I played with the varsity often and enjoyed it. As I kept playing with them and performing well, my nerves lessened. Finally when the actual season rolled around, I was put on full varsity. All my hard work had paid off. I was one of the two freshman put on varsity. I was ecstatic. I was actually very lucky at getting put on varsity because at this point in my life I played purely out of natural talent. I was never one to put in extra work outside of practice and be disciplined in the way I lived my life. I never really strived to be the best I could be. Making varsity made me somewhat of a threat for the older girls. Some were happy for me, others did not like the thought of a freshman on varsity. These girls were hard coore they were bound and determined to make it to state that year. They were not going to accept anything less than amazing. This put an incredible amount of pressure on us younger girls. I remember going to every practice nervous that I was going to mess up and they get mad at me. I never really felt at ease with them. In the first few games I got good playing time. I was doing really well. I was finally getting comfortable out there on the field, but that was not the direction God was taking me and with one swift kick of the soccer

The softball field was painted with players. (Passive) They were the coaches daughters. I'm not really a self-effacing (shy) person, but that day, I was. When the scrimmage began, I was put on third base and fourth batter. No big deal at all. I was use to those positions. It was as easy as A.B.C. (Simile). I have done this a thousand times before (hyperbole). One thing that was cool though was there was another Marissa on the team. I got stuck with the nickname Mo so they weren't confused. The scrimmage went well and I started to slowly talk with some girls on the team. One was from Polson which is about 15 minutes North of Ronan. I really fancy (enjoyed) these girls. I traveled to down to Missoula twice a week for practice. We usually practiced in a gym in the winter time. More on the fields in the spring time.Over the course of those practice times, I got use to the girls real fast and they made me feel needed (wanted). Also at those practices, i became better at batting, fielding, and throwing.(Balanced) We really enjoyed the summer season. we didn't win much, but it was still an amazing season with some amazing

The word “Hero” has many different labels. In “ Heroes Versus Sociopaths” Andrea Kuszewski explains what she thinks the word “hero” means to her. In the article she also talks about sociopaths and what they mean to her. Towards the end of her article she starts to compare and contrast heroes and sociopaths so you can have a better understanding. She quoted, “ They are people who possess extraordinary traits of altruism - selfless concern for the well being of others - even at the expense of their own existence”, talking about heroes. A hero could be any person in any type of situation. If someone says “You are a hero”, or “You are my hero”, those phrases have two different meanings. Being a hero has 3 different meanings to me; first, a hero

At 10 years old I was told I wasn’t good enough to be a softball infielder, and that the outfield is where I was meant to be. I refused to accept this, although I was smallest on the team, the weakest, and probably the least likely to have any chance playing the infield, I would not be told what I could or could not be. So I worked hard.

The air was cold and eerie as my teammates and I got ready to take the field for baseball practice. Our coach called for a night practice in the middle of September following our devastating loss in the championship game a few weeks ago. “Let’s go! Start running laps around the field!” my coach shouted as players were still getting dressed and warming up. Most of my teammates still shattered by the championship loss weren’t feeling enthusiastic about practicing. We finished running our laps and moved on to the next portion of our practice which was long tossing. I wasn’t aware that such a routine practice would be the one to change my life.

Softball taught me how to be successful and how to adapt to failure. Although end results do not always coincide with the effort put forth, a majority of the time they do. My high school softball team has not been the best team I have played during my softball career. Most people regard this as a failure, but I prefer to use it as a positive learning experience. We work hard to learn our weaknesses and fix them. We work hard everyday, on and off the field to become stronger. Without hard work, we would not be as prestigious which reveals the vitality of a good work ethic to my teammates and

Playing baseball is suppose to be fun, and I knew I couldn’t have fun until I rid myself of these unnecessary nerves. Well, in the summer of 2014, I finally was able to do that. I was playing for my travel team called “SWFL”, we were a pretty good team and had a few kids who were capable of playing beyond high school in college. So, occasionally there would be a few scouts here and there to watch us play, but nothing that anybody would really make a big deal about. One weekend we were playing in a really big and important tournament with a lot of good competition. We were warming up getting ready for the game and I wasn’t paying much attention to anybody standing outside the dugouts or behind the fences. Finally, it was time to go out on the field and start the game. Right before the first pitch was thrown I got a glimpse of everyone who was standing behind the fence behind home plate. There must have been about 50 scouts standing there ready to watch us play. Immediately my body tensed up and I got chills throughout my body. The very first pitch of the game was hit to me, and thanks to my little freak out I butchered the play. This made me even more nervous now that I had already messed up once. The very next pitch was a line drive hit to me and completely missed it and tripped over my own shoes in the process. I was so embarrassed and couldn’t wait to get out of this

When I went to my first baseball practice at the paauilo field It was very dusty and hot.when i went down to go meet the coach with my older brother i was shy at first but coach just told me its okay don't be shy.Then he told me lets see how your hitting is.I never had what i needed but coach said to go borrow a bat.When i was going to hit i never know how to hold the bat so coach told me hold it hi to your head and move your legs apart.I started Practicing until i started Getting better and better.When it was saturday we went to sports authority i had a list for the things i needed so i could buy my own things instead of borrowing.

My first practice was batting practice, it has been a while since I’ve hit. The first ball my coach pitches at me I missed. I felt dumb because everyone else was so good, they knew what they were doing & they also all knew each other. I basically felt like an outsider. As the first few when my hits & my plays had gotten better. I had worked my hardest in softball because it made me very excited.

I started to reflect back to when I first started pitching. My dad and I spent countless hours in the backyard practicing just trying to get better. I always stayed after team practices so that I could get a couple pitches in. There were times when I threw almost ten games in one weekend. Looking back, I started to question myself. Was it really all worth it? I couldn't imagine not being able to play softball anymore. I have played the game since I was five years old. How could I just quit all of a sudden? My dad and I had a great relationship because of the bond that we created during practices and games. Softball also brought me many great friendships. I met my best friend playing softball. It allowed me to stay physically fit without even felling like I was working out. It also made me mentally

To some extent, a person who holds a vast majority of exceptional traits can be classified as the simple word, hero. A hero requires an abundance of personality, life experience, and achievements. Heroic people can be found everywhere, everyday. It is only a matter of interpretation to see if that one particular person is worth the title. I suppose that there can be different types of heros, either in fantasy or reality. In the novel, Our Twisted Hero by Yi Munyol, that one particular person to be interpreted prevails a twisted hero. A twisted hero is more or less a hero who represents power, feeling, and contains the intrepidity of a leader. He is Om Sokdae, a person who is thought to have only existed in fable.

Some may dispute that a twisted hero is embodies an identity who performs a remarkable act of good without the intention of doing so. Others will conclude that it is someone who had the positive intentions to change the world but wasn't successful. To refute, how can someone be twisted for merely minding their own business? An accidental hero is someone happens to be at the right place at the right, and there's nothing wrong with that. In fact, society would title this individual as a hero. The sole characteristic of being twisted is purposely adopting unethical means to achieve a goal; they are not your conventional hero. The same idea applies to someone who wants to change the world but isn't successful. How can we consider them

A twisted hero is someone who demonstrates great leadership skills, manipulation tactics, and can lead a group of people to success, but does it in a warped or unethical manner. This is because someone who is twisted is, by definition, warped or has an unhealthy way of thinking. However, a hero is defined as a person who is admired or idealized for their courage, noble qualities, and outstanding achievements. They are perceived as mighty protectors and great leaders who can do amazing acts. They can bring success and wealth to people, and lead them towards prosperity. When these terms, twisted and hero, are combined, it gives us the base definition of a twisted hero.