There's no way I could wait another 6 days to tell you the good information...
WE WON FIRST PLACE AT THE VOLLEYBALL TOURNAMENT! And I couldn't be prouder of my girls. I honestly can't remember playing when I was 13. Actually,
scratch that, I do. Mainly because I had a GOD-AWFUL coach. Who couldn't forget the Indian Runs, the box jumps, and the infamous
white trash 360s. They are forever engraved in my memory. That's a reason I enjoy coaching so much. [No, not to be the worst person alive] But rather, the complete opposite. I love coaching for all the reasons it offers. I
want to be a motivational leader for the younger ones, I
want them to learn and achieve and improve. And I
want to be there with them, guiding them along the way. [Maybe I should rethink my future career...oh wait, I still need to think of a future career].
In my news class we watched a video clip of one man shouting, "I'm mad as hell and I can't take it anymore!" Well, this one man convinced entire town's to say this phrase. It's a bit overwhelming how one man's voice can transfer into a sea of voices. Somewhat of an inspirational lecture.
Lecture Lesson #1:
Use your voice [just not as profoundly as Dr. Amy Fountain.]
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