Sam is a boy with great qualities them being determined, imaginative, and confident. Unfortunately he has his faults also such as he’s Insecure, Paranoid, and Naïve. During the early parts of the story we get to read about Sam trying to get ready for the first day of middle school due to his insecurity. During middle school Sam tries to find a place to fit in often trying out for sports when he doesn’t understand how to play and getting into accidents giving the teachers an impression that “He seems to be an angry boy.” When he’s not. After a bit of soul searching Sam manages to land a spot in the hockey team but due to some misunderstanding again he thinks he has to act like a girl due to the coach giving him a skirt. Most boys would stop and leave but not Sam he tolerated everything just to stay even when he finds out that he doesn’t need to wear it, he still wears it just because he has gotten over his insecurity. Overall Sam seems to be an average boy with average fears, but above average determination which shows throughout the story.
(THIS PROJECT IS BASED ON MY LIFE EXPERIENCES IN A WRITTEN PARAGRAPH THAT I EVENTUALLY TURNED INTO A SWAY PRESENTATION)
I stood there shaking, The wind harshly collides against me bringing the cold sensation with it. I stood there watching as each one of my teammates swam through the once crystal water like their life depended on it. My gaze drifted away from the white churning waves of the pool and into the stands. Colors ranging from blue, green and even pink danced across my eyes. The sounds of the cheers filled my head blanketing me in a nervous shell. The shaking grew more as the time passed by, I walked up the rock filled tan colored block, feeling the tiny pebbles pushing against my feet. I looked at the crystal water slowly turning white, My nervousness grew more as I saw my reflection my face covered by black goggles with a sleek reflective design even then I could still see the doubt, anxiety and…..determination. My eyes sharpened as I saw my teammate closing in my feet curling against the edge the rocks pushed harder against my feet but I ignored it the only thing that I felt was the sheer determination to succeed. My knees bending ready to spring like a coil. BAM! I jumped with as much force as I could manage to feel the rocks start to break against my skin for a split second then it was gone. I was in the air feeling the cool breeze of the wind brushing against me like I was a canvas. My head tucked between my arms, my body stiffens to prepare for the entry. SPLASH The deafening sound was reduced to a distorted low sounding pitch. The water pushing against me as I whipped my short legs like a gray young dolphin, I slowly ascend my eyes never leaving the rough blue pool floor. Once I felt the wind against my back my legs left the rectangular shape and went to a parallel form kicking against the surface of the water, my arms entering in and out of the white waves of the water. I hear the sound of my teammates shouting words of encouragement. All I could see are colorful blurs as my head rises up and down after every 3 strokes of my arms entering in and out trying to catch air, my mouth wide open like a fish out of water. The water was trying to slow me down but I couldn’t allow it too I pushed myself harder than I have ever had before. This was the finals! and I won’t lose it for my team. I saw the wall closing in rapidly. I tucked my head in like a turtle hiding in its shell and before my body collided harshly with the wall I somersaulted feeling nauseous I get ready to push off with the might of a great whites bite. My legs against my body ready to spring. The feeling of my legs pressing against me left as I pushed off…But due to the nauseousness I was only able to barely pushed against the wall. My eyes snapped open so fast It felt like they weren’t closed at all. If you were looking at them through the reflective glass of the goggles you would see the fear in my eyes. Without me pushing against the wall, I wouldn’t get enough momentum and without momentum, I’m as slow as a snail before slowly accelerating. I pushed my body into overdrive trying to gain the lost time. A flurry of bubbles covered my face like it was hugging it. I kept screaming to push my body further slowly passing the competitors one after another. Hope started to fill me again. I felt weightless like a feather in the air. BAM! I hit my hand rather forcefully against the wall. I was so busy drowning in my thoughts I didn’t notice how close I was to the wall. My head rocketed out of the water bringing the water with it. I looked around frantically before finally setting my eyes on the black rectangular board where we would see our placements. My blood froze as I started shaking uncontrollably, My eyes brimming with tears. I looked up again managing to hold the tears in ‘4th’ it says on the board next to my team names. From 1st to 4th all because I messed up, All because of me my teammate lost their dreams gone because of me. Somehow like a miracle I didn’t shed any tears, hysteria filling me. I climbed slowly above the pool heading towards my team at that moment no sounds were heard inside my head it was silent like the emptiness of the void. They tried cheering me up saying that “It wasn’t your fault”. “Just bad luck dude”, “We can try again next time” They tried telling me they were okay but I knew better, behind those worried faces were looks filled of disappointment and slight anger. I nodded walking away feeling horrible, I could feel my worries crawling on my back. I made a silent promise to myself that day without knowing it…I’m never going to swim competitively
Sujin is an inspiring nurse with a bright future ahead of her with a heart of gold nothing can stop her from her goals. Sujin was born in South Korea she often visits her home due to missing her relatives. She would like to start working once she turns 16 to support herself and her family. She spends a lot of time in the hospital and because of that, she decided to be a doctor but ultimately decided on the nurse since you could connect with patients more. She’s not really much of a reader due to preferring more visual things. Her favorite colors are bright colors, sunny yellow to be specific, which shows that she’s creative, critical of herself and others, impulsive, prefer small groups of friends, independent. Her favorite hobby seems to be dancing since she proclaimed that she dances 14 hours a week. She may have a slight fear of spiders, not enough information to be certain. Seems to go change decisions for a while before settling on a final answer. Her most memorable was not about herself but about her puppy was brought home which shows that she’s not that self-centered and only thinks about herself and her accomplishments.