Blog #5: Share a Story

The leap from middle school to high school broadened my curiosities while also narrowing them at the same time. I was exposed to new experiences almost every single day, but with the workload I was handed my favorite past times seemed to disappear with my childhood. I could no longer read about the Magic School Bus or Harry Potter, but now was researching about foreign politics and genocide. As a child, I grew up in a household full of sports. Both my parents were collegiate athletes from a city that never slept when it came to sports either. I was hooked early. I read books dealing with any sport whenever I could get my hands on one; I watched games and other programs dealing with sports; I even started reading magazine articles on sports. Even now, years later, sports, especially baseball, still hold my interest, and I talk about them whenever possible. Knowing what truly goes on around the world, all the hate and crime and suffering, baseball brings me at ease, something I am comfortable with, something that can never go bad for me. Courses over the years have tried to pull me away from baseball, with the hours of reading and writing and studying, forcing me to miss games because of them. But I was just drawn closer, as I never took it for granted, even when I thought I couldn’t love it anymore. It wasn’t until my second year of high school, when things started to slow down, that I realized I could use my past curiosities and combine them with what I was working on now. I could take the books and TV shows I watched and examine them, write about them, and then connect them with a paper or discussion in my current classes.