Personal Narrative: My 8th Grade

I played Cornerback on the football team and Point Guard for the basketball team; I was a starter on both. I love basketball more than football but I still gave it my hardest in football. Eventually, that cost me. We were 4-0, heading to our 5th game and that week of practice turned out to change my whole senior year

My 9th grade year was a memory to never forget. 9th grade, i was new to the school just like the rest of the freshmen's i came into the school with, we were not really focused on the education we were more so focused on having fun and seeing different and older people and just experiencing the life of a high schooler. As bad as that may sound it was the truth but that was the year i meant my home boys Block, Tick and Jalen, i knew block and tick for some years already but i meant jalen when i got to high school and instantly we became close like brothers.

From 8th grade to 9th grade I’ve changed dramatically. I had pimples on my face, very long hair which made me look like a porcupine, and dressed unique. I was in a lot of drama and fights, but I didn’t mean any of that I was just sensitive. People thought I was a creep, yet I became everyone’s best friend. 9th grade is the best year for me especially since I got to meet new people. I changed my style in 9th, I got a buzz cut, I started wearing shirts that actually looked like it fits me, and pants that didn’t fall. I became a big sneaker head about Jordan’s, and started listening to artist I hated before in 8th.

In 7th grade it stared getting harder, more challenging. We had to do tryouts and that was not fun because I felt like I wasn’t as good as others. I had found out that I had made “B” team and that was okay with me because I wasn’t ready for such competition or like the stress that was put upon you. I thought that “B” team was going to me easy but I was wrong it was harder than I had been

Fast forward to the track state meet eighth grade year. As I said before success can be a really tough thing to handle. I had gone through an up and down phase after cross country season ended. I didn’t go to practice, I started to not care as much about school and I was acting the completely opposite of the person I was before. After the upset at the state meet, I just didn’t seem to care anymore. I just focused on getting by the rest of the school year but it just didn’t work. My coaches convinced me to keep going they brought me in and had a talk with me. I still remember that day with my coach, Coach H. He was a really important person to me and had grown on me so much. He cared about his athletes like they were his own children. I sat

The first time I played football was awful. It was probably one of the worst experiences of my childhood. When I was seven years old my mom signed me up for Football. When I heard the news I was ecstatic. I haven't' actually played Football, but it looked like it was fun and all my friends played so I knew it had to be fun.

My middle school experience was nothing short of the typical cringe-worthy school pictures, embarrassing fashion ensembles, feisty friendship fallouts, and awkward bodily changes. I nonetheless made the most of my three years in the “big kid wing” of Owensville Community School.

My 11th grade history teacher tried to teach me that I am nothing but like everyone else. I am the youngest of six children and I have grown up to know that I am different. I started in elementary school with community service and still continue today. I enjoy being involved in many extracurricular activities such as reading olympics, unite, and key club. In each club I am very involved in many different ways. For reading olympics I joined in my 10th grade year and now will be a leader for my 12th grade year. I joined unite in middle school and I am now running unite since 11th grade. I was secretary of Key club in 11th grade and am now president for my 12th grade year. I fill my time with helping the community while also being able to socialize

Continuing on from 7th grade, 8th-grade year was definitely the hardship for me because I kept someone in my life that didn’t deserve to be there. She started taking advantage of my good heart. She would boss me around making me do everything for her. At that time I didn't think anything of it because I thought I’m friends with a high schooler. She forced me to start lying to my parents about things that I didn’t want to do. When she wanted to hang out with guys they were always older and creepy. We usually didn’t know by the end of the night how we were getting home. While she was doing bad things I would just sit and go off by myself because I didn’t do those things. She has left me in the middle of some random place with no ride. She cared

When I first entered fifth grade, I was excited, but by the end of the day, my teacher talked to me about skipping a grade. I thought that skipping a grade was exciting. I would get to be with my best friends and be treated older. At my first day as a sixth grader, I felt great, a little behind, but I felt that this is where I belong. Those feelings soon changed as the school year progressed.

Throughout my middle and high school years I have always been involved in many sports and activities, and that is a bit strange for a person that had never been interested in any type of sport and was very very anti-social, from seventh grade down. Athletics and Band where the two major components of my 7-8 middle school years. I was in all regular classes and my grades were not the best, with 70’s and 80’, I always did what I needed to do to get a passing grade. When I was in Band, I have to admit, I was pretty good even though I never really practiced at home, because my French horn was too heavy for a 4.5 feet tall girl to carry two miles home every day. In our district, High School started in tenth grade, and I actually did like it that

I would learn that only the determined would continue to our eighth grade year. The responsibility of playing football was huge. Having enough time to do my homework, sleep, and to my chores at home was difficult.

I didn’t play my sixth grade year, because I needed to give my body a rest, so I came out the next year. I was linebacker and my number changed again this time to 55. There’s not much that I remember

At the beginning of the season of my sophomore year I wasn’t even a starter for about the first three games. However, I was 2nd/3rd string and I started on special teams. I was provide with the chance to play if my team got up by a couple of touchdowns. I’m not going to lie it was a wonderful experience and a great pleasure

grade for the past eight years. Varsity football was a lot different than freshman team football, and being the smallest kid on the field going against lineman did not help. During my sophomore year we started reading guards, and I got really good at it. From the fifth game on I was the leading tackler for our team. Calling plays for the defensive was a little nerve racking for the first couple of games, but our defensive coaches helped me immensely, and the support from the upperclassman boosted my confidence. We ended up making it to the dome that October, and winning Dell Rapids Fifth State Championship. After winning the state championship I pushed myself like crazy in the weight room, and would spend hours on hours lifting. During this time, I developed my competition strength. I was constantly comparing myself to others, and trying to always be the hardest worker in the room. This also when I believe I developed my maximizer strength. I was always chasing that next State Championship, and doing whatever it took to try and achieve it. Winning the State Championship was one of the best moments of my life, and seeing that ring sit in my room still give me chills of that day in the Dakota Dome. The teams I have been on have been blessed with success, I have also been burdened with injuries. Every season I get injured. In my sophomore spring season of baseball, I tore my meniscus, and missed half of the next football season due to this. This injury was heartbreaking because