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friday, may 13, 2011

Last season of competitive gymnastics sparks reflection over athletic career

“Doc Smith, so I can threaten children with newspapers.”

If you could t ra places with a de ny teacher or administrat or who would it , be and why?

-Bard Kennady, freshman “Buddy Reed, so I can be in charge of things.”

-Boyce Unger, sophomore “Mr. Hogan, because he has such cool hair!”

-Maci Greene, junior “Mrs. Jedlicka, so I could make the Physics C tests completion grades!”

-Divya Chowdhary, senior

past eight years, I’ve been all gymnast. And then, it was all over. That is how it goes for most high school athletes. For those of us who do not quite fit the bill for college athletics, this year has brought our last football game, or last baseball tournament, or in my case, my last gymnastics meet. It has been eight years of intense workouts, frequent injuries and pointed toes. How many steps have I taken with a sprained ankle? How many hang outs have I missed with my friends due to attending practice? How many hours have I spent wishing I had gone for a gymnastics skill that I was afraid of? Now that my career has come to an end, I have no doubt I will regret some of the decisions I have made as a gymnast, decisions that, if chosen differently, might have led to me to a college team. It is hard to watch something that was such a large part of my life end so suddenly. However, I was fully aware going into my senior season that gymnastics was almost over. I knew the meets would soon come to a stop and that once the state meet arrived, there would be no more meets to follow. Thinking of all the time and money that went into my temporary hobby makes me wonder if I could have traded gymnastics for something better. So was it worth it? Yes. My team is my second family, my coaches are my second parents, and whether my time was well spent or wasted on this sport, I do not regret a moment. Becca will be attending the University of Texas at San Antonio this fall to major in liberal arts and communications. If you’d like to contact her, email her at the.roar.gamache@ gmail.com. PHOTO BY BECCA GAMACHE

beccagamache I take a swing backwards and re-grip the bar. I swing forward, take a deep breath, and then let go, flipping through the air. The landing is not perfect, a small step with a wobble, but it is a decent end to a decent uneven bar routine. I turn and salute the judge then step down from the mat. As I take off my grips, I realize I am done with competitive gymnastics. Forever. I started the sport when I was 10 years old while also involved in multiple dance classes. I soon began to find that flipping around was far more entertaining in comparison to the clown makeup and slickedback hair my ballet class required. From then on, I was all gymnast. For the

stick around By MIKE WILLIAMS

“Confused?”

At what volume do you listen to your music? 41.5%

“Mr. Diem--I like how he and Mr. Martindale do the whole “Pride Rock” thing where they watch over the cafeteria. I’d feel very powerful, like Mufasa.”

-Roy Rodriguez, speech teacher

LOUD 46.6%

MEDIUM 11.9%

SOFT For more information on music volume, see page 29. 1050 students surveyed

Vol. 16 Issue 6  
Vol. 16 Issue 6  

The last issue of the Roar for the 2010-2011 school year, including senior pages.

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