Wednesday, December 5, 2012

American Studies

In Professor King's American Studies class, I learned about various ideas and images in the United States of America. I learned about places, and how a place can matter to anyone, no matter where/what that place is, whether it be five minutes from home, or across the country. I learned about culture, and how people can be influenced by it from living in a transnational world, as well as branding, which is what people label something, whether it be 'cool' or 'trending'. Lastly, I learned about generations, and how each generation has its own ideas, images, and stories that are passed down to each new generation.

Word Count: 106

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Track Team


I'm running down the runway, I lift the pole above my head, jump, make it over the 15 foot bar, and land on the mat. The crowd is going wild... then I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off.

It's 1:00 in the afternoon on a random Saturday in November, and it's time for track practice. So I eat a quick breakfast, put on my baggy running sweats, and jog down to the UMBC stadium for track practice. I finally get to the stadium, and wait another 5 minutes for the rest of the pole vaulters to show up. We warm up, then meet up with the coaches to hear our work out for the day. “Today determines whether or not you will be able to compete for this team” said the coaches, “If you cannot perform up to the standard that we want you to, then you will be kicked off this team!”. So the pressure was on. For the rest of practice, the other pole vaulters and I practiced our vaults, while the coaches inspected our every move. As practice dragged on, my performance steadily decreased. The pain in my wrist, caused from a pole vaulting accident when I fell 13 feet and landed on my wrist, increased with each vault. After what seemed like the longest practice in the history of track and field, my coaches called me over to have a word with me.

“I'm sorry Robbie, it's not going to work out”.

I was crushed. I couldn't believe it. I didn't have what it took to be a division one college athlete. But as I walked away, I held my head up high. I was on the track, and for a time, I had been a college athlete.

In the end, the only thing that matters, is how I feel about myself. 

Word Count: 310

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Outtakes... at night

Outtakes, which is located in the Dining Hall at UMBC, is the place where everyone who lives on campus goes to get food late at night. Just sitting down and studying everyone, I've noticed that some people don't even go there to eat, they just go to sit down and enjoy the company of their friends. Some people like talking to their friends while they wait in line for their food, some people like sitting down at the many tables available to eat their food, and many others just like to sit on the couches in front of the T.V. that is located in the corner of the Dining Hall. In my opinion, Outtakes is a great gathering place. If you need a break from your school work, or you're just really hungry, I would highly recommend that you go to Outtakes with some friends, and enjoy the food, you're friends' company, or both!

Word Count: 156

Monday, October 15, 2012

Playing with Death


Many things have happened to me that have changed my perspective on life, but there was one event in particular that made me realize that I should always appreciate what I have, because I could lose everything in the blink of an eye.

When I was a senior in high school, I Pole Vaulted for my school's track team. During Outdoor Track, which takes place in the Spring, I was competing in the Maryland State Champion Outdoor Track and Field Meet. It was my turn to vault, so I started down the runway, raised my arms with my pole in hand, and jumped. Instead of successfully making it over the bar and onto the mat, I veered off to the right, completely missing the mat. Falling thirteen feet to the ground face first, I stuck my hand out to break the fall, landed on my wrist, hit my head on the ground, and lost consciousness. I awoke moments later, to find out that I was mostly intact, except for a broken wrist. I felt so blessed, because instead of breaking my neck or even dying, I managed to get up and walk away from the fall.

That near death experience really changed my perspective on life. I realized that I could lose so much in so little time. Since that accident, I have never taken anything for granted, and I have always been thankful for what I have, no matter how little, or how big.

I believe that people should be happy with what they have, and that they should never take anything for granted, because they could lose it all at any time. 
  
Word Count: 274

Thursday, October 4, 2012

OBGC Community Park



Located on a 118 acre sod farm, OBGC (Olney Boys and Girls Club) Community Park is a collection of soccer, baseball, and football fields in Olney, Maryland. The mission of OBGC is to provide children with safe after-school sports programs that emphasize physical and emotional development, build self-esteem and cultivate a lifelong interest in sports, health, and teamwork. This place matters to me, and everyone else in the Olney community because it is home to a youth sports facility that many families can enjoy. Purchased in 1998, it was over a year before OBGC Community Park gained the necessary governmental approvals and special exceptions to build its $6.5 million park.

Word count: 110
 Sources: http://www.obgc.com/
                http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olney,_Maryland

Thursday, September 27, 2012

New Balance


I'm walking through the shoe store, stalking up and down the aisles, asking the shop assistants which direction they're in... and then I see them... New Balance shoes. Ever since I can remember, New Balance has been my favorite kind of shoe. I've always been fascinated with them, especially because of the large “N” on their sides. I like New Balance shoes because they look “cool”, and they make me feel “cool”. This shows that I like it when other people notice my footwear, and that I always try to associate myself with “cool”. 


   word count: 94

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Death Car

 
I had finally passed the driving test and received my provisional license, meaning I could drive without a parent in the car. My mom handed me the key to the old beat up family minivan and said “It's all yours!” On the outside, I acted excited. I finally had my license and a car that I could drive where ever and whenever I wanted. But on the inside, I was dying. I thought to myself, “What will my friends think? They have nice cars like the Ford Focus and the Honda Accord. I'll be the laughing stock of the century.”

Word Count: 100