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    Teaching is sacrificial and it is a calling for those who have a servant’s heart. I am frequently reminded of a student in my Beginning Band class two decades ago. His name was Carlton and he was a special needs student in sixth grade. Carlton desperately wanted to learn to play the Baritone horn well enough that he could perform on the Spring Band Concert but band rehearsals were short and he needed more help. So‚ he and I agreed that he would skip recess and I would skip lunch a few times each

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    I was born and raised in the Bronx‚ New York. I attended NYC Public School 77‚ JHS 127 & Alfred E Smith Technical & Vocational HS. The Glee Club under the direction of Edna Floyd was my first step in to the world of music. It was in elementary school‚ that I received valuable training in singing as well as music theory and history. I marched in the drum line as a member of the New York Lancers Jr. Drum & Bugle Corps based in the Bronx where many of my instructors where themselves‚ public school

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    Before there was Miss. Dee the school teacher‚ or the successful student striving for nothing but the best in life‚ there was missy; the girl that thought she was invincible. I was always the semi-popular one growing up‚ to many it may have seemed as though I had it all: both of my parent’s in the same house‚ I was an honor student‚ Vice President of the nationally recognized Highsteppers drill team. Not only was I focused; I was happy. “If you listen‚ you might actually learn something‚” was

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    On March 29th of 2016 I stood for a moment looking out at the ocean. It was cold and cloudy out‚ and looking down the beach you can see that there were a few people out‚ and even less out in the water. Behind me‚ bundled up in jeans and jackets‚ to the group of my family and friends. Right next to me on one side that’s my uncle‚ who was the pastor and a role model for me and my faith growing up. On my other side should my youth minister‚ who I had become close with over the past few months. Together

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    I heard the door slam shut behind me‚ as I quickly stumbled towards the bright exit sign. Arrived in front of the automatic glass door‚ it smoothly opened‚ and a cold winter breeze gently flicked my straight fringe away from my eyes. It was getting late. I could see the last shafts of sunlight shining into the frozen ground and reflecting back into my eyes like shiny‚ tiny diamonds while the sun was slowly fading behind the modern tall buildings as they were staring down at me with sympathy. As

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    Track was tougher than previously believed. I sit down on the warm‚ grainy turf‚ realizing the amount of pain ahead of me. As I watch the heat before me run their hearts out‚ the announcer calls us forward. Right then‚ everything slowed down. All external stimuli was blocked out. The only thing heard was my heartbeat. Blood rushed through my body towards my feet and legs. A tingling sensation began in my stomach. My hands started to calm down‚ along with all the nerves in my upper body. The sprinting

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    Basketball The game started brightly‚ we attack‚ they attack back‚ but this wasn’t just a normal game. This was a playoff match against our arch rival Riverbank High‚ in what was a repeat of last years finals. So far so good I was thinking to myself as I was supped off for the first time in the quarter‚ we were up by four points going into to the second half. All of the sudden they went on a scoring run and our defense completely gave out‚ in just the two minutes before the half the score

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    I was born in The Woodlands because my parents wanted to raise a family in a community with a positive environment: top-notch schools‚ parks‚ and trails. As I have grown‚ The Woodlands has grown with me. In my lifetime‚ the population has doubled. Corporations have relocated here and opportunities for work have exploded. Buildings have sprung up all over. In our Houston satellite community‚ we enjoy the culture of a nearby diverse city and benefit from the wealth of its industries. Our community

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    Tapping the table anxiously waiting for that buzzer to finally beep‚ I am ready to end this. beep‚ beep‚ beep. My self control wasn’t always the best. I would speak my mind often. My mouth was at times as fast as a Nascar and as out of control as a tornado. I was at a debate tournament and I was about to ask the opposing team my questions about the South China Sea conflict. I was so anxious to ask but couldn’t due to the timer. My impulsivity is pretty unique. It’s like my super power in that it

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    Freshman year‚ it was my first time doing track. I really wanted to do shot put because my dad and my aunt did it in high school and they were very good. I tried to do the glide at first and then rotational‚ but then I realized I should stick with the glide. I didn’t really know if I’d like it but I still tried it. Once I tried shot put I fell in love with it. I always wanted to do it. All through the season‚ I did a technique called the glide. That was the normal high school technique. For a freshman

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