Courage

Describe a time, real or fictional, when you have to summon up your courage. Focus on the actual "moment of truth," when time slows down and you have to commit to breaking through. What happens and how do you feel afterward?

Courage

Describe a time, real or fictional, when you have to summon up your courage. Focus on the actual "moment of truth," when time slows down and you have to commit to breaking through. What happens and how do you feel afterward?
 

Get Back Up

Chalk Filled the air as I clapped my hands together

My team roared my name

I looked forward to the bar and saw it waiting for me to grab it

My stomach felt like somebody was punching it

This was it

The judge raised her hand and I soluted

One step

Two steps

Here I go

Down on the springboard, Up on the bar

I swing and flip around the bar

My hips push up into a squat on, and I fall

 

Back on my feet

I take a deep breath

I look around at everybody's faces

None of them look disappointed

Another deep breath

I hop on the bar again

It’s my turn to show everybody what I can do on bars

I think to myself courage, courage, courage

I do my squat on

Courage

I stand up and grab the high bar

Courage

My legs swing around and I finish

Courage

 

Everybody’s silent

I look at the judge and solute

Everybody started clapping and calling my name

I was done

Another deep breath

Courage

Observations

He walked into the classroom. Everything about it bothered him. Skulls of rodents, glass jars with slimy materials, sticks and moss, the whole place with littered with Science paraphernalia.

 

And, Mr. Ross. He was a specimen himself. His beard was auburn, wiry, and rough. He often held the tip of it while he thought through a student request. His voice was gravelly. And he coughed. He coughed all the time. One time, Spencer actually watched a piece of phlegm shoot out during one of his coughing fits and land on the corner of his desk.

 

Mr. Ross did not understand students. He was obsessed with “observing” the world around him, yet he never really looked at his students. He always said, Listen to the world around you.” But he never listened to anything his students said. He answered questions, sure. And his answers droned on and on for 20-30 minutes. It was actually a favorite past time of the students in class to ask him a question that he’d enjoy, just so they could time the answer.

 

Spencer’s palms sweated. He felt like there were tadpoles in his stomach and his legs felt like heavy logs. He had been working on his Science Fair project for a month now. And today it was due. All Spencer had to show for it, was an empty new notebook. He had lost notebook. Lost every trace of the work he had done.

 

Now, most kids make this excuse all the time. I lost it. And it’s true, Spencer did have a few missing assignments. But, generally, he was an organized kid. His mom even joked that his room was neater than hers. To be honest, Spencer actually blamed his mom and dad for losing the project. He swears one of them recycled it when they went on one of their monthly cleaning sprees.

A Voice Found

Damp, sweaty hands trembled. Still hidden by strands of hair, color erupted in my face. I fumbled as I adjusted the calico button on my right shirtsleeve. My gaze slowly rose. Our eyes met.

Thirty-five practiced words remained glued to the inside of my mouth. Stuck. Their transition from my brain to the air had been trapped in a glacier of patterned behavior - a no man's land of love and violence. One, deep breath rattled the words from their cages, and I spoke with a conviction rooted in generations of hardship:

I want my strength to be measured not by the abuse that I've endured but instead, I want to measure strength by the choice to sever myself from those who mean to do me harm.

Thirty-five words, and the spaces between them, created a crack. An opening. An escape.

The time I had Courage(;

This is about the time I had courage to go on a roller coaster.

I was at Disney World and I was scared to go on a roller coaster, I don't remember the name so lets call it the rocker. I was there with my parents and my friend and my friends parents (my mom was pregnant). It was night time and we all were going to go pick out our final ride for the night. We were walking around then we found the rocker and they all said " Oh that looks fun" but I on the other hand was not so sure. 

     we were all in line ( That was good) and we saw people get in a two person cart and leave for the roller coaster ride. I was so scared and I never thought I would never go on the ride. When came our turn my dad and I were about go on on then I was like "Acually I don't want on" but then he carried my on and we were going Long story short I loved it and we went on it 10 times The End. 

In Time

Finally, I caught up. I came in second place. I got home at two o'clock and once I got home, I had to baby sit two children named Tim and John. Five hours later, I'm finally putting those two rambunctious kids to bed. 

In Time

Finally, I caught up. I came in second place. I got home at two o'clock and once I got home, I had to baby sit two children named Tim and John. Five hours later, I'm finally putting those two rambunctious kids to bed. 

Courage

courage is a vey importent thing i have not had a lot of courage in my past i have been getting more confined with my courage  and it is so much easery for mye and i apresharte have ing to be abel to stick up for my self also courage is something everyone has becaue without it you would not be at school getting egactiion or at home or even eating that is way everyone should have a little coureg in themselfs it is not hard going to school with a little courage or confined it may make things better for you and even going to school with a littel to much confined can feel nice as long as you don't make it bad and start to be rude so that is why i think courage is a really good thing to have even for me it is really good to have or i would not be at school and you would not be reading this that is why courage is a good thing even if you have a little extra courage so i really hope you like it.  

one time that i have had courage

one time that i have had courage to do something. One time i was with my dad at a play and i was the princess and that one time i was going to do it i kidof got stage fright then my dad was like go Sydney and i was like dad i cant then i hade a nuf courge to do it and me and my freind emma raspe and ava l where all playing in the play and the hole school was waching and thats when i did it and the hole croud cheerd for me and that was the best time because i actully did sopthing that i was not scard to do and ever sence that happend i have never been stage fright ever  right know.the one time that i was with my mom and i was graduwating from 4 grade i go stagr fright and that was when i had to say my speech and all the stafs and techers and kids that where there looked at me and my mom and dad and meme and gram was there and know i am just not scard and as bright and buttful as i haver ever been and that is what matters and that is good for me and all that i know and learn to do.well if you are stage fright then try to do it and you will secseed so plese just try to do this because ypu will make it to where you want to go and do what you want to do and i know that you dont know how i am but i am a nice person so belive me when i tll you this so really try your hardist to do it.

Courage: A fictional story

The day I found my courage, I found myself. I knew I found it, I felt courage in my mind and body. It's like I became knew person, a better person, a stronger person. My courage was always in me, like it is in you. It's inside of everyone, whether you found it or not. The day I found my courage, it's too long of a story to write, a brief summary is doable. Imagine you're in a school, sitting at a desk with your name on it. You make direct eye contact with the person next to you, they send you a glare but you try to ward off their negative forces by ignoring it and finishing the schoolwork in front of you. This kid next to you just won't look away, you break eye contact completely and just try to focus on your writing. But when the time came to go out to recess, things escalated very quickly.  As this person is walking towards you, You have to man up and take whatever they are throwing at you. You stand up, nice and tall, when they say two words no one can erase. Those dreaded words that would make the toughest person in the world flinch. "Big chungus." You run away hyperventilating as you dash with leaving everything behind, right into the road-