It had been a clear boiling summer day out on the practice fields of Saint John’s high school. Tryouts for the soccer team had just ended‚ and everyone‚ including me were anxiously awaiting the cuts. Though I was nervous‚ I reassured myself with this one fact‚ “I was on the freshman team‚ I am definitely not getting cut.” As I gazed up‚ I saw the coaches huddling and quietly discussing‚ my heart was in my throat. The coach slowly began to amble his way over to us grasping the dreaded clipboard. At
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It was a chilly August morning. Filled with excitement and wonder‚ I woke up from my slumber and got ready for school. Today was my first day of Sophomore year. I was no stranger to the curriculum‚ and I was familiar with most of my teachers. I already had a set friend group‚ surely‚ no problems would arise. I did my usual morning routine and got into my car. Driving along Main Street‚ my mom talked about how much I needed. She said I needed to improve this year‚ to try and do better than last year
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such as Dematha. It all came down to me to either go to the schools in which most of the people I knew were going or experience something new which I have never done before. The decision that I made shaped the person who I am today. During my shadow day at Dematha‚ I saw multiple of my friends who usually see me at other activities such as soccer. I went to multiple classes which I enjoyed and went out to see one of their own soccer practices. Some of my classmates from
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close if I needed them. This school operated differently than schools in America. They had sports that were more exciting like sword fighting‚ archery‚ horseback archery‚ martial arts‚ and horseback riding. Before the bell rang for the exciting first day of school‚ my friend Hailey went to grab someone. For the first time in a while there was someone new on the island. His name was Malik and he would be attending the same school as Hailey and I. I was introduced to him by Hailey. When I saw him from
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truck he was gone. It was evening now the deer were gone all we saw was does and this year we couldn’t shoot does because of fish and game. Last year the hunters killed too much doe that’s why we couldn’t shoot doe. After a few more days of going hunting and the last day of deer hunting was here. My dad woke me up at 3:am. Earlier than usual. We went really early
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Around four months ago‚ my parents‚ sister‚ and I became U.S citizens. When I ascertained that I had become a citizen‚ I recalled a few memories from my first day in the U.S until April 2017. The event that popped out most in my memory was my first day of school in this country. I remember the time when I woke up on this chilly day of February 2012 and started to shiver as I got out of my bed. The weather of Edison was way colder than I had ever experienced in my life. I took a shower so I could
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As I stepped outside of the car‚ I realized how nice of a day it was. It was not the hottest day of the summer. It had to be about 94 degrees‚ but there was a nice breeze that would make the practice nice. This was only the fourth day of football practice and I was so excited. Today was a defensive day and defense was my favorite. I was always early for practice‚ I had a lot of time to relax and look at film of the practices before today. It was weird today because I was the only person in the locker
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Descriptive Essays vs. Narrative Essays Many people have different preferences on what type of writing style they think is more superior to another‚ I believe descriptive writing to be more excellent writing style then narrative. I can tell you that there are a few similarities and a few differences between the two. I prefer Descriptive essays‚ rather than narrative essays. In my belief‚ it’s that the descriptive essays are more effective when an author is trying to convey a story or get a message
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Anzac Day is Not an Excuse to Party The Anzac Day is now become an excuse for the ‘yobbos’ to have party and get drunk. Last Tuesday night at two different hotels‚ Colonial Hotel on Lonsdale St and Royal Melbourne Hotel in Bourke St‚ many idiots were lured to attend ‘Plastic Anzac Day Eve!’ by a poster which bragging “Cheap as F*ck Drinks” and “Free Anzac Biscuits”. This kind of event should not take place at the same time with Anzac Day when people should be commemorating and not celebrating
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Centennial Lakes Little League in 2010. This was my first sport and I had never been on a team before. I had no prior sports skills because I had never played any before this one. The day I walked into the facility for the first time I knew it was just my first day of softball‚ but what I did not know was that it was the first day I would shape my personality and discover my priorities. Being only eleven years old I was not putting much thought into my future‚ but being involved in this association made
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