I remember when I first got my Heritage Poker Chip freshmen year. I can vividly recall qualifying to play in the first tournament and getting the Heritage bag, hat, and shirt. I’m surprised I’m surprised haven’t lost it because I use it so often and there are many opportunities to drop or misplace it. Four years later, I still use it at Heritage golf practices and tournaments. I even use it at my other important tournaments because it reminds me of how much better I’ve gotten over the past few years and how much better I will become. I can always hear Coach Schiffer’s words of advice in my ear, “Play the next shot, don’t get down, just make do with what you have.” He has repeatedly said these words ever since freshman year and it has definitely helped me grow. In fact, I am going to use the poker chip at my tournament this weekend. Whenever I put down the poker chip, I helps me get more calm and more comfortable, no matter where I am. Having my teammates presence with me on the course at all times reminds me of all the good times we’ve had over the past four years. I am going to continue using this poker chip in my future which will hopefully include playing on a college team. I think that having my high school with me in college will help me adapt to a totally different school and system. I am always going to look at this poker chip as a source of strength that will allow me to accomplish anything if I put my mind to it.
Golf has morphed into a large part of my life over the past years. It started out as a fun hobby but as I got to high school, I knew that it was something that I was going to continue through college and maybe even past that. A large part of my golf career has to do with Heritage Golf. As a freshman, being able to play with talented seniors helped me to become a better. Heritage golf also helped me handle my nerves and anger better. The team always competes to play in matches and it was very competitive freshman year because of the number of good players. There were seven seniors who were good so every time I played I knew it was going to matter in the long run. Luckily, freshman year I made the districts team and from there we advanced to states. The team placed second and even though it wasn’t my best week, I was glad to be there.
The next year, without all the seniors, the team took a small step back because we weren’t as talented or experienced. Unfortunately, the team lost at districts and only two of us advanced to regionals individually. Me and another kid. Neither of us played well and didn’t move on to states. Although, after a year, the team came back and knew we were going to do better. After placing second at districts and regionals, we had the opportunity to win states for the first time in the golf team’s history. We ended up not doing well, but, my team member won individually and I placed 5th, getting All-State honors. Now, it’s my senior year and districts are coming up soon. We are hoping to get to states for the 3rd time in 4 years and finally grasp the win.
My organic object looks similar to the first time I observed it. The rock is a little worn down and chipped from being dropped and passed around the past couple days. The little pieces are now scattered around like dandelion seeds, going wherever earth takes them. The color of the rock still starts as a refreshing purple and slowly transitions into a bright white. Although, the colors seem to be a little duller overall. The rock’s physical appearance can be related to school. At first, students start out bright, strong, excited, you name it. But, as the days and weeks progress that brightness and excitement dies down to a dull, repeating sequence. Kids go to the same classes day after day after day and get bored. Much like the miniscule pieces of the rock being spread around, students want to be spread out. We want to experience something different, something fun. Some may not like this, they might want that boring, monotone day, but most of us want to experience something else. Every person is unique, much like my rock. It is similar to nothing else on the entire planet, it looks different, feels different, and maybe even tastes different. Rocks represent people. Whether it be a sharp or round edge, or a dark rock versus a light rock, they represent our personalities and physical appearances. Rocks are funny because we see them every day and think nothing of them, but they’re their, watching us and living out our lives, and we don’t even know it.
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