The Experience as a Freshman

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This has been a very strange year for students who are just entering a new chapter in their life, highschool. With the whole virus it has been a very informal year with many changes and abrupt arrangements, needless to say I've been very lost. I don't feel like I have changed very much, I'm still the goofy tall kid who wanders the halls looking for something to pass time.

If I could go back in time and tell 8th grade me a few things I would definitely take that opportunity. I would instantly tell myself to do the online portion of the work. Minimum effort at the beginning leads to a big build up of work in the end, and unfortunately that is what I'm experiencing right now. I would have also told myself to play basketball because I didn't play for some reason. Other than that I am satisfied with how the year has turned out. I made new friends and dropped some of the old, for better of course. The online work at the beginning of the year was most challenging for me because I had no motivation to do any of it, not seeing people for months drained my energy and left me with no reason to put effort into work or academics. Fortunately when the soccer season started I felt a liveliness and purpose to put effort in swarming my brain. The sports seasons were definitely the highlight of my year, all the new and familiar faces brought me joy and I found myself succeeding on the field and in the classrooms. Even though we had a very unsuccessful season for soccer I was thriving on the field. Towards the end of the year baseball began, the coaching staff pushed me to work hard and I did. I played third base most of the games and dabbled in pitching. We ended the season 4-6 and it was all worth it.

Academically the year was somewhat tough. I had an okay start to the year but the workload began to increase and I slowly fell behind. I met my goals and passed all my classes so far. Math was my biggest struggle, it has never been my strongpoint and I found it especially tough this year. Drawing has been my favorite subject because I enjoy the teacher and she is very motivational and encourages me to do my best. My classmates also have brought me joy, I have made new friends and have yet to encounter someone I dislike.

Next year I am looking forward to the sports seasons and new classmates. I will put more effort into the year and will try my best not to fall behind on work. I want to pass all my classes and form new bonds with new people in the school. Hopefully next year there will be some change to the masks because I do not like them. I also want to see the winter carnival be a little more active because I felt like this year was rushed and poorly planned for the students.

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Walking off the field I looked around knowing this was my final game in middle school. Some people cried and others laughed leaving the last soccer field knowing their 8th grade soccer career was over, but I didn't do either. I was more in favor of silently leaving and waited till I got home to express any emotion. It was the fall of 2019 and my 8th grade soccer season was veering to an end, my team had been successful with past sports experiences and they knew I would be a threat on the field. The regular season was very eventful, I dominated the field in almost every game due to my size advantage and knowledge of the sport. My team was amazing and we had all been playing with each other since 3rd grade. The night of May 27 was terrible, with lots of aggressive rainfall the fields would be muddy and slippery and I was not looking forward to that. I woke up May 28 ascending from my bed ready to hit the field. We would play at least 2 games total because it was double elimination. The first game we played was against Gilmanton, they were a very young and small team so we won that game confidently. The second game we played was against Pittsfield, they had a kid named T.J who self-claimed himself as the best player in the league earlier in the year. The game after he said that he played against us. We won 7-1 and they left the field embarrassed. It was clear that his claim was invalid and he needed a slice of humble pie. One of the other players was someone I formed a good bond with on the field, we cracked jokes with each other and he was a very good defender. We beat them in the playoffs but it was the worst game ever. Our whole team continuously fell in the giant mud pit near the center circle caused by the storm the night before. My cleats were enveloped in mud and the frigid, sharp fall breeze that pierced your skin like an arrow didn't help. Moving into the championship game against Concord Christian academy I had the worst feeling in my stomach, like I just drank acid. They were an amazing team and I had played them several times before In past championships, every year the winner changes. Their team was very experienced and they all had an excellent idea of how to play the game. I knew several kids on the other team and I knew most of them played for other travel teams that are very particular about who plays. At kickoff the tension was at an all time high, the first half was boring with back and forth possession and no goals for anybody. The second half was much different, about 5 minutes in they scored a goal and that hurt. The half was winding down with about 2 minutes left and I received an excellent pass and I took a shot that could make or break the season. It goes in, I roar to the sky as if I was yelling at the gods knowing we were still in the game. The half ends and we go into overtime, first to score wins. The first 2 minutes were boring and nothing vital happened, Then they got a corner kick and the butterflies in my stomach were going crazy. They kicked it and one of their players just tapped it into our goal. It was all over, as they were celebrating while I was just looking around knowing my final middle school soccer season ended just like that. After the game trophies were handed out and I just sat there thinking about every other possible outcome of the game. I went home and hung up the pictures we received in little gift bags and sat down and realized I accepted the outcome and there wasn't anything I could do to change it. In the long run I realized the experience was amazing and I wouldn't have wanted it to go any other way.

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