Get fit 10 blog#1

 I took this course because I thought with just girls I would get out if my comfort zone and it would be more fun. And I hope to achieve to like getting fit and wanting to do the activities we are going to do. 

Finale Exam

SELF-REGULATION

For self regulations I think I deserve 29/33. I listen to what Mr. Neuf has to say, but sometimes I tend to space out. I always finish my work, but not always on time. I always show up for class when I'm not sick. And I'm usually on task when not zoning out. I mostly use my device for blogging. And rest of the time, when free, I listen to music or on Instagram and Facebook. 

ANALYZING/CREATIVE WORK

In this area I think I deserve 30/33 because I edit my work when reminded. 

I give credits to websites when I use information from them. I've written formal and informal to my best level. I make connection to myself from what I read and write. I know most of the literary devices. I can define most characters, and what type of a character they are as well. When I wrote my short story and the narrative essay, I used what I thought would be interesting. Not only to others but me as well.  One of the statements in the PLO's was "Support the learning of self and others". I do that by commenting on other people's blog, and by reading their blogs and getting ideas from them.

 The second statement I chose from the PLO's is "Argue, persuade, and support". We do that when we discuss about things. Like when we did with the poem "Unentitled". 

The third statement I chose was "Examining and comparing ideas and elements among texts". We did this when we did Romeo and Juliet. We disscused the play and the movie. And compared ideas on what was going to happen, what was happening or what the sentences in the play meant. 

CONTRIBUTION TO LEARNING (Self/Others)

 I comment when told and when needed to I guess. I do participate online.

 When I comment I comment in things that need improving or fixing. I try to edit my work when I remember or am reminded. When we're discussing authors, I do my part by researching them also. When we discuss, it's mostly online and I do participate. So I think I deserve 27 out of 33 in this part.

OVERALL

 Overall I think I should give myself 87% in this course including the bonus percent. 

A Beginning-narrative essay

 Today is the Open of Surfing in Australia, Queensland. It's the day where most teens come to have fun in the beach while watching professional surfers their age compete against one another for the surfing championship. I am one if the surfers.  It is held every year in February, lasting up to 9 days.The first day of the competition went great. I got a new rash-guard with my name on it from my sponsors. To move to the next round you had be one of the 10 surfers who moved on out of 20. Which I was. I came in 7th place. That is pretty good for the first round. I got a total score of 8.4 out of 10 and $5,000. The score counts on how big your wave is and how you handle it. The money is what motivated you. Most girls competed and fought for a wave. But I, I waited for the right one. After the first round we would get three days to prepare for the next round. Same place, less competitors but stronger currents. I trained hard. Specially on my weaknesses. And I was sure I was going to bring home another trophy. But a little too sure. 

 Then on the second round, that is where  I got full of myself. A huge, wave that was still building up was headed our way. No dared to go for it. But I thought getting this wave will make me a legend. Bigger than winning the championship. So I went for it. I headed towards the still building up wave. I could hear the cheers and motivation coming from the crowd. When I got close to the wave I turned my board around and stood up on it. I had made it that far. The wave made a cave around me and it was the most amazing feeling. Then I heard more cheering. I wanted to wave at them but I knew I would lose my balance. But I did anyway. I put one hand up in the air waving, and just when I was about to come out of the water cave, I fell against the crashing wave. 

  I felt my self floating in the water. I could hear the faint distance of the announcers saying "Bethany Tonkin has just taken a nasty wipeout!" Then I blacked out. I woke up with the sunlight on my face. I realized it was morning. Hoping the wipeout was a dream I went outside. Then a bunch of reporters rushed towards me asking me a bunch if questions. Cameras flashed and I just stood there like an idiot until my brothers and my dad came out and kicked them out, threatening to call the police. 

 My Mom reassured me saying "You can't give up yet, you can still do this". But I knew I didn't want to face them again. I could still had time to choose. Either give up, or face my biggest fear : Being jugded and looked down on. I'm not scared easily, but what I'm really afraid of is what other people think of me. People say you shouldn't care. But I do no matter what. When people think of me, I want them to think something good about me not something bad. So to choose what to do I went out from my backyard to the beach, full of people who saw me wipeout. As soon I reached the beach, a bunch of teens wearing rash-guards that looked liked mine came up to me with surfboards asking me to sign their boards. I was ecstatic. So I smiled and signed their boards and they said "We thought you were so brave going after the wave."

"But I failed". I said. "Really bad".

"So? At least you tried. And you've got enough points to compete at the last match" One of the girls said. 

"Yeah. Isn't that enough?" Another one asked. Then I thanked girls and left for home. As I was walking home I realized, I had people who looked up to me. All the things I thought would happened didn't even exist. I had just made it up in my head.  Even after my failure my fans didn't want me to give up. 

"So I won't" I thought to myself. "I can't disappoint them. No I won't disappoint them" I still had three days to win this champion ship. When I got home I told my parents I would compete. And they helped me train throughout the days.

 The the day of the championship arrived. I had a good feeling about today. Reporters surrounded me. And I talked this time. They asked me if I could win this championship. I said "I'll sure try". I got in the water and I looked at the horizon. Today didn't matter if I won or not. At least not to me. What mattered was trying my best and not worrying about anything. Just going with the flow. Literally. I heard the sound of the horn. And it was a sound of a new beginning of the end.