To The Girl Wearing My High School Jersey, It's Your Turn Now

To The Girl Wearing My High School Jersey, It's Your Turn Now

You play for the team on the front and the number on the back.
361
views

To the girl who wears my jersey,

It is your turn now. This jersey represents your school. This jersey represents your team. This jersey represents you.

Wear your jersey with pride. Play through every whistle, every buzzer and run through every finish line.

You get four years.

You get four years to make people remember you.

If they don't remember your name, they will remember your number.

If they don't remember your skill, they will remember your attitude.

Every player is remembered by something.

You are playing for the number on the back and the team on the front.

Be the girl who left it all out there.

Be the girl who will leave high school with no regrets or thoughts of "if I would've given a little bit more."

Be the girl who wears her jersey with confidence.

Be the girl who can look back at these four years and think "if I could, I would do it all over again."

Cover Image Credit: Olivia Hartley

Popular Right Now

When You Give A Girl A Dad

You give her everything
32188
views

They say that any male can be a father, but it takes a special person to be a dad. That dads are just the people that created the child, so to speak, but rather, dads raise their children to be the best they can be. Further, when you give a little girl a dad, you give her much more than a father; you give her the world in one man.


When you give a girl a dad, you give her a rock.

Life is tough, and life is constantly changing directions and route. In a world that's never not moving, a girl needs something stable. She needs something that won't let her be alone; someone that's going to be there when life is going great, and someone who is going to be there for her when life is everything but ideal. Dads don't give up on this daughters, they never will.


When you give a girl a dad, you give her a role model.

If we never had someone to look up to, we would never have someone to strive to be. When you give a little girl someone to look up to, you give her someone to be. We copy their mannerisms, we copy their habits, and we copy their work ethic. Little girls need someone to show them the world, so that they can create their own.


When you give a girl a dad, you give her the first boy she will ever love.

And I'm not really sure someone will ever be better than him either. He's the first guy to take your heart, and every person you love after him is just a comparison to his endless, unmatchable love. He shows you your worth, and he shows you what your should be treated like: a princess.


When you give a girl a dad, you give her someone to make proud.

After every softball game, soccer tournament, cheerleading competition, etc., you can find every little girl looking up to their dads for their approval. Later in life, they look to their dad with their grades, internships, and little accomplishments. Dads are the reason we try so hard to be the best we can be. Dads raised us to be the very best at whatever we chose to do, and they were there to support you through everything. They are the hardest critics, but they are always your biggest fans.


When you give a girl a dad, you give her a credit card.

It's completely true. Dads are the reason we have the things we have, thank the Lord. He's the best to shop with too, since he usually remains outside the store the entire time till he is summoned in to forge the bill. All seriousness, they always give their little girls more than they give themselves, and that's something we love so much about you.


When you give a girl a dad, you give her a shoulder to cry on.

When you fell down and cut yourself, your mom looked at you and told you to suck it up. But your dad, on the other hand, got down on the ground with you, and he let you cry. Then later on, when you made a mistake, or broke up with a boy, or just got sad, he was there to dry your tears and tell you everything was going to be okay, especially when you thought the world was crashing down. He will always be there to tell you everything is going to be okay, even when they don't know if everything is going to be okay. That's his job.


When you give a girl a dad, you give her a lifelong best friend.

My dad was my first best friend, and he will be my last. He's stood by me when times got tough, he carried me when I just couldn't do it anymore, and he yelled at me when I deserved it; but the one thing he has never done was give up on me. He will always be the first person I tell good news to, and the last person I ever want to disappoint. He's everything I could ever want in a best friend and more.


Dads are something out of a fairytale. They are your prince charming, your knight in shinny amour, and your fairy godfather. Dads are the reasons we are the people we are today; something that a million "thank you"' will never be enough for.

Cover Image Credit: tristen duhon

Related Content

Connect with a generation
of new voices.

We are students, thinkers, influencers, and communities sharing our ideas with the world. Join our platform to create and discover content that actually matters to you.

Learn more Start Creating

High School Reunion? Yeah, No Thanks I'll Pass

I am definitely saving myself from awkward ice breakers and going down memory lane.

403
views

Throughout my high school career, I was enrolled in two different schools. From freshman to sophomore year I lived in New Jersey attending a school that goes by the name of Bridgewater-Raritan High School. It was BIG. I loved it there. I met one of my best friends for life there, so I am grateful for that experience. And then, from my junior to senior year, I was living back in the "570",(Wilkes-Barre, PA), attending Holy Redeemer High School.

First of all, going from a "no dress code zone" to a full-on plaid skirt, high socks, and same collared shirt imprinted with the school's name on it, already gave the rest of my high school experience negative points. Relax though, I got used to it.

The immaturity level throughout high school was unbelievable. As a freshman, I figured that once we got to senior year, everything would be super relaxed and you would be treated as an adult. Well, let me tell you how wrong I was. It was so disgusting the way people acted. The girls would put on their fake personalities and always talk in super high annoying voices around boys. The boys would always scream, yell, and try to fight each other with slices of pizza at lunch. I felt like middle school was way more relaxed than this.

The level of obnoxiousness was gross. Everyone thought they were hot sh*t. No one liked being told they were wrong. And what sickens me the most is there are always groups or cliques. No one really likes new faces unless you play a sport or someone "popular" becomes friends with you. Then you are in good shape. Otherwise, you are screwed.

The things that went on at my school were insane. The freshmen were vaping and smoking in the bathroom. Most of the girls had drama ALL THE TIME. If you are apart of a "group", and you don't get invited somewhere with that "group", then all hell broke loose. And what annoyed me the most was that everyone talked about everyone. You could be best friends with someone and there they were talking about you and spilling your secrets all because you didn't give them your homework. Like really? C'mon now.

This one group of boys had the nerve to spread nudes of this poor girl around. Luckily, it only got to a few people before it was shut down. But do you see? You are never safe. People will rat you out so fast, it's like you were never friends. No one was ever really friends. Or at least, that's how I saw it. All everyone tried to do was impress. Whether it was with money, parties, looks, information, or big news, everyone tried to get attention.

But do you know what no one cares about? Serious stuff. For example, we had a really cool opioid assembly. It was nuts. There were strobe lights and music blasting; it was probably the coolest assembly I have ever been to. Anyway, no one took that seriously.

When prom time came around, everyone was desperate. I mean, the opioid assembly was definitely more exciting and we didn't even get to dance. Sneaking in illegals was like a strategic apple store game if you weren't already under the influence walking in. People were smart though. Did you know that there are such things called tampon flasks? Yeah, I know..gross. But I'm telling you, these people were desperate.

We had an assembly before prom night about drinking and driving. There were people out that night doing exactly what we pledged not to do. People just don't care.

You would not believe the number of people in my school suffering from something, whether it was a mental illness, sickness, or family struggle. No one knew, because no one cared to ask. No one cared enough to pay attention to it.

High school was full of people who were too afraid to stand up for themselves and people who had a lot to say but didn't. It was all about reputation and what people thought about you. You always had to do what everyone else thought was right.

Now, I'm not saying I was the perfect person, but boy did I avoid that as much as possible. I probably had one or two really good friends in high school. To be honest, that is all you need, because the more friends you have, the more likely you are to piss someone off.

However, not everyone was terrible. There were some really cool people among that group. You just had to look really hard for them.

Maybe your high school experience was different, but there is definitely a thousand things I would rather do than to go back to my high school after making it out.

I don't know, hopefully, college is different.

Related Content

Facebook Comments