From the time my mother taught me to speak Spanish, to the time I first met my grandmother and still could not understand half the things she said, my life has been full of foreign people who left their native country for a better chance. They taught me many concepts that all seem from another world. They told me of things I had never seen and how societies were different from each other. They would tell me about when they were in high school and how they lived through their struggles of being a teenager they would warn me against mistakes they were certain all American teenagers made.
As I reach high school a new school emerged, …show more content…
It was cold and raining and I was surrounded by people I didn’t not know and all technology was taken from us. As we hiked and went through avalanches and icy floor and waterfalls I felt a surge of loneliness and hopelessness. As we hiked through the wilderness I felt fear and discourage. What if I couldn’t do it? What if I fell off a cliff and died? What must my Mom be feeling now? As these questions raced through my head we crossed a muddy river and reach are next stop to set up our campsite for the night. I sat down to help a boy who had wounded his knee and try to lift his spirits in hope of forgetting mine. When one of my fellow tent mates walks up to us and she sits next to me. We get to talking and soon after she is crying. I was worried I thought maybe something is wrong that she twisted her ankle or maybe she was getting sick. As I started to ask her what was wrong she began to pour out her thoughts and emotions to me. She, much like I had been feeling lonely and scared from leaving home for the first time. At that moment I realized I was not alone there were many others like me. I began to reassure her and in the process reassured myself. At that moment I realized I’m stronger than I give myself credit for and though we may all suffer through the same issues we must help each other out in order to help ourselves …show more content…
Life outside of school becomes personal, it becomes a places to be free to make your own choices and mistakes that cannot be easily fixed with an eraser it becomes a preview to the real life. The life beyond the four walls that constantly protect us is full of adventures. One of the most exciting ones that I truly enjoy is volleyball. Back during my freshman year I long to be involved in sports unfortunately our school was just taking root and had no resources no and advocates for sports. I decided that should change so I got in contact with one of my friends and we talked about forming a club for sports then we decided that sport should be a sport we both enjoyed volleyball. We set out to find the details to starting a club all we truly need was a sponsor, willing participants and the approval of the principal. We went around rounding up girls and once we had that we set out to find a sponsor. My friend thought she knew someone who could help and said she would talk to her. Once my friend got back to me and said that she had agreed all that was left was to write a persuasive letter to our principal. We spent long nights writing and rewriting the letter till we decided that it was done. That’s how we cofounded the volleyball club and now we meet every day for an hour for practice, not only is it fun, but it teach us and my team