Sunday, February 26, 2012
Hard Work
So, I'm on my way back from the valley. Two and a half more hours until I reach my destination into Holbrook, Az. I am drained from the weekend I managed to continue on for one more day and that involved me attending a 21st birthday party. I am pretty sure you all think a party as in alcohol and loud music,but your wrong. I attended a birthday party that involved numerous kids running around everywhere inside and out. As family members put on tha finishing touches to the meal that was about to be served and elderly individuals carried on conversations among one another while I sat on the couch staring into the TV screen where two teen boys were playing mortal kombat on a PlayStation3. I then hear the eldest member call out to the boys "Turn the TV off." The TV turns off. All is silent with a few young children giggling and yelling "Tag you're it!" outside the kitchen window. The TV is silent and a prayer is said. Mothers and fathers call in sons and daughters notifying them that dinner is ready to be served. As they begin to swarm in one by one, like baby ducklings playing follow the leader they go to the bathroom to wash off their unsanatized hands. Everyone else then serves themselves (anxious to get to the cake the family tries to help one another finish off every last bit of food that was left in the dishware.) Finally in walks the cake. Everyone stares as it's being set preciously in the center of the dinner table. Everyone is excited and once again the children are called back inside to sing the "Happy Birthday Song." Running and shoving one another so as to be the closest to the cake chattering about the cake's purple frosting and purple flower decorations, little girls admire each Disney Channel princesses that have been starring since before I was born. Again all is quiet and one more prayer is being presented. This time different individuals are congratulating the 21 year old on all her accomplishments. For one, she is a mother of a beautiful two year old baby girl, she attends college and is still going strong, as well as living in a beautiful home where she raises her baby girl. Hearing this womans' family praise her on all of her hard work she has conquered and to see her face light up with so much joy and excitment got me to think that age may seem frightening, but seeing and hearing a 21 year old mother spend time with her family and not having one sip of alcohol in her system while she is being told of every good deed she has over come, is definitly a motivation for me because anything CAN be done with a little push of hardwork and strong will. Young or old, anyone and everyone is capable of anything if they can just find their hard working talent, and one day they will soon find that all of the hard work will be recognized. No matter the ups and downs that may occur throughout the journey hard work will be recognized as long as you DON'T give up.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Be Thankful
Wow, being a basketball athlete throughout just about all of my high school career and to finally see that I will no longer be playing basketball anymore with my team/sisters is indeed very stressful for me. Imagining graduation day I will soon loose my sisters, my friends, my teachers, and my school. They would definatley be there spiritually but dealing with this type of situation is difficult. I am unable to share a simple hug or a grand high five.
It's very scary but being able to feel that no matter what college I intend on planning to go to excites me because I know I will miss my high school memories, friends, and teachers. Yet they helped me realize what kind of individual I am and I actually like myself! Hearing and knowing that I have numerous other individuals who will help guide me through life frees all the stress that has been weighing down upon my shoulders and for that I would like to thank every single one my high school friends and teachers. If you believe that you have no one or you feel no one will be there for you, think again one more time. Think of the time when someone opened the door for you at a restraunt, or smiled at you and said "hi". That individual cared and was willing to improve someones life. That is why I believe it is the right thing to feel thankful as much as you can, especially feeling thankful of the small things.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Flashbacks
So I was at the game on Friday in Chinle, Arizona, during the sectional tournament that was being held there and I happened to run into quite a few Holbrook graduates. It intringued me because every single one of them looked completly different! They each had a new hairstyle or they lost/gained some pounds, but thats not the point. My point is, they each matured in a way I have never realized that they could change. Each individuals tone was different, their choice of words was incredible. I was wondering how they become this way? Maybe because of college? Maybe because of their job title? Who knows, but I am a true witness. I see myself every day saying something or doing something in a totally different, yet mature, manner. It's very humerous to me, simply because I would not have thought that one day I was going to turn into this type of person. To me it's exactly the same when my grandparents tell me stories of when they were a teenager, their features say gray hair, wrinkles, and hard of hearing. Still they relate to me in every way possible from a huge mistake they have made causing them to get grounded by the parents for what should be a year but only in all reality it ends up to be a maximum of two months, aqain another simple mistake but this time it has no big consequences so it's considered a no biggie. The fact that I will soon graduate from my high school and one day end up seeing my fellow classmates but this time I will see myself presenting to others a mature individual. My voice and my word choice will soon say it all. It excites me and frightens me but at once. I guess thats why people quote "That just life." I am nervous to take that leap forward, I will eventually be making an even bigger leap a few more years down the road. So as the years keep on trucking by, I will soon see what my future has ahead of me.
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