Posts Tagged ‘maturity’

Basketball and Education

December 9, 2008

By Dennis Purnell

Instructor’s note: This essay is addressed to other young men who see basketball as the key to the door of a better life.

Basketball is more than just lacing up and performing on the court. Basketball is a way of living. When you are an athlete you should have a sense of pride about yourself. You must respect yourself, teammates, coaches, and others. Especially if you are a student athlete. Eyes are on you in school and on the court. You are a role model for the up and coming athletes in your school and around your neighborhood. Every athlete needs a support team. If you don’t respect yourself no one else will. Your support team will preach one thing. Avoid anything that will effect your game or keep you from playing.

Respecting yourself is simply having a positive attitude and making smart decisions off the court. It is wise to start in the classroom, seeing as that is what puts you on the team. (more…)

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Legacy

December 5, 2008

By “B. Channel”

Instructor’s note: In order to preserve their privacy, some students are electing to publish their work under pseudonyms.

When you wake up in the morning, crawl out of bed, wipe the crust out of your eyes and look into the mirror, what do you see? How do you feel about the image that appears to be your own reflection? How do you think others view that image? Do they see a respectful person, a kind-hearted person? Or is all of what they see negative? How do you what to be remembered? What do you stand for? What are you willing to die for? A wise man once said, “if you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.” Far too often people who are drawn into negative spaces do so because they are either too feeble minded to make anything positive out of their emotions or just weren’t taught well enough to decipher what would be the right decision when multiple tasks are placed in front of them.

Consider the ex-jock turned stick-up artist, who up until his sophomore year in college lived to play the game of football until his career was cut short by a deadly blindsided hit. (more…)

A New Beginning

December 3, 2008

By Anonymous

Instructor’s note: This essay is directed toward other young people.

There’s a time in life when you need to change your ways, from the way you act to the things you do. Many young teens claim they’re grown, but they’re really not, because they have childish ways. There are also young children who want more out of their life but do not know how to act when they get the chance. Some people don’t know when this time is or don’t realize what they’re doing. I believe this is when you take on responsibility.

People take on responsibility at different times in their life. For example, some teens become pregnant at a young age. (more…)

Yesterday’s Footprints

December 3, 2008

By Chris Smith

In middle school after my daily basketball practices I would find myself roaming the empty halls, waiting for my ride to pick me up. While strolling by the cafeteria I could still taste the crisp and cheesy pepperoni pizza the lunch lady served every Tuesday and Thursday, with a side of fries and an icee. Then I would recall the many conversations and confrontations my crew and I witnessed in the lunch room, from the girls revealing their crushes on my best friend and me to the time I almost fought this older kid Zach over a seat. When I walked past my locker I could hear the echoes of my classmates and friends that I followed around school — either Paul the pretty boy jock, Tom the soccer-playing rapper, or Willie the short-tempered gang member. All of these thoughts would run through my head as I walked through the school, but after I walked out the front doors, it would all disappear. That is when I learned that even when all of my friends are gone with our memories, life will still go on. I learned to lead instead of follow.

My middle school was located in the interior of Alaska — Fairbanks, Alaska. Covered with faded velvet red brick and a name sign at the entrance like any other middle school in America it seemed no different, but it was the outside environment that caused me to become just another rock broken by peer pressure instead of the great boulder we all can be. (more…)