In the National football league there are 32 NFL teams. There are divisions which have four
teams in each division. There are also different conferences. There are four divisions and 26 teams in each conference. There are 17 weeks in the regular season every team plays 16 games and has one off week. When the regular season ends each team that wins the division are in the playoffs then there are two other wildcard in each conference. So there are a total of 12 teams who make the playoffs. There are different round of the playoffs each conference has the wild card. They also each have a divisional round. Then they have the NFC championship game and there is also a AFC championship game. Then there is the super bowl where one team from each conference battle off in the biggest game of the entire NFL year. The winner of this game is awarded the Lombardi trophy. The player who has the best game and their respective teams win are awarded the MVP of the big game. for example last year the MVP of the super bowl was Nick Foles.
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This is something personal that hardly few people know. I have honestly thought about if I wanted to talk about it or not a million times. Obviously, I decided I am going to talk about it so let’s get it! In April I came home one day before work and my mom had told me that she made the decision to move to Florida she didn’t give me any reason as to why I was upset , but she needed to do what she needed to do. I didn’t end up going with her I finished out my sophomore year and then over the summer I just visited her. The first time I went to go see her I knew something was wrong. I kept on asking her what was up, but she just put it off and said nothing I’m fine. Until June 22nd we were on our way to go eat and when we got in the parking lot she said she had something to tell me. My mom looked at me with tears in her eyes, and I mean it when I tell you this woman doesn’t cry at all so I knew it was bad and not to mention she was really freaking me out. She then started to talk and I could barely hear the words out of her mouth, but she finally told me that she has a brain tumor bigger than the size of my fist right behind her frontal lobe and they aren’t sure if it is cancerous or not yet. I have had a lot of bad/ sad days but that one almost tops it off. I stayed down there for a while and we were looking at treatment options and the risk of her dying from the operation to remove some of the tumor was in the 70% and the chances of her going blind were in the 90%. We decided to just wait it out and the doctor kept a close eye on her. Later I pieced it together and this is the reason she moved down there the clinic that she went to is one of the best, and she lived right beside it. So, after a couple of months of waiting it out we found out it wasn’t getting any better it was just getting bigger. The doctor then started her on a new prescription to help shrink the tumor. she's now on 6 prescriptions and had to became a very organized person to manage them all. At this point my stepdad and I are the only ones who know about my mom, but I had to come back to Indiana so he was the only one taking care of her. After a couple of months into the beginning of this September they still lived in Florida, but decided they had to move back because it was just getting worse and she wanted to be with my brothers and I. My brothers or any of our family still didn’t have any idea until the middle of September when she got her blood test results back. The doctor said that it was cancerous. That day is the one that won the saddest day ever in the history of sad days in my life. After that radiation started she had to go for a week and then she wouldn’t have to go over the weekend but then on Mondays she would have to go in and get scans to see if it was working. I got a call at school nearly 2 weeks ago from my mom and she sounded so happy it was insane she had told me that the radiation is working and the tumor is shrinking way more than the doctors thought. That brings us to now my mom is still losing a ton of weight, she has a circle of hair missing from her head from when they had to shave it for radiation, she is losing her sight and had to get glasses but even those aren’t working, her memory from all the radiation and medication is shot she will ask you the same question 3 times in under 10 minutes, and on top of it all her hair is falling out so much she will probably be bawled by next month. I am so proud of her and her strength through everything my brothers and family know now because we thought they deserved to since it was way more serious then we initially thought. Today my mom is working 50 + hours even helping us renovate our new house and just pushing through after all I mean it is only a minor setback for her major come back (she’s honestly going to look cuter since she will be bald). Hey guys I am Hannah and I have gone to Batesville my entire life that’s also why I didn’t move to Florida with my mom, because I am scared of big changes like that. My mom is basically one of my best friends we fight a little bit but it’s because we are to much alike. I also mainly had the courage to write my blog post because I find the ability to write amazing, I feel like sometimes you can just write things better then you can say them so we need to use that to our advantage. When I was pretty young I was taught how to French Braid hair. I wasn’t very good at first, but I practiced every time I got the chance. As I got older I watched lots of YouTube videos on how to do new braids or hairstyles. I have improved a lot since I’ve started. When I got into high school I had no idea what I wanted to do when I got out of High school. I looked into so many things. Did I want to be a nurse? Teacher? Vet? None of those careers really interested me that much. I wanted to do something that I was passionate about, or that would make me happy. So, I started looking into cosmetology. I have always been pretty talented with doing hair, and I absolutely love doing it so why not make a career out of it?
I am now in cosmetology school at the career center. I love it even more than I thought I would. I get to learn how to do facials, scalp treatments, manicures, pedicures, perms, and so much more. I love what I’m learning more than ever, and I learn new things every day. I practice on my sister, my friends, other students in the class with me, and I’ll do my mom’s hair before she goes to a wedding or goes out. I want to make a career out of it. I am thinking about going to college for business then opening my own salon. About the Author: My name is Rachel Amberger. I’m a junior at Batesville High School. I love being with my friends, laughing and having and having a good time, and of course doing hair and trying new hairstyles. I love to make people happy and that is one of my main goals for cosmetology. One thing I like doing the most in my life is making people suffer, second only to making my friends suffer. I know no better way of doing such a thing, is playing Smash bros with them. Me and my friends have a lot of fun playing it when we meet up. It’s a pretty simple game to play with simple controls, and a simple objective, get everyone else off screen. To get someone off screen requires you need to damage them enough so they fly farther when you hit them. You can also get them to fall off the stage in many humiliating ways. One of my most favorite things to do is play side games, where you throw or hit someone at the side on side of the screen where you can kill them instantly if you’re in the right spot. There are a few other things you can do in the game, like seeing how far you can get in the hardest mode in the game, or go against it with a friend. Sometimes when we get enough people, we fight with 8 people at most at a time. We challenge each other to one on ones to get better or see who has a better handle on a character by doing a mirror match with the same character, or just fighting as our own favorite characters. There was one time when my friend wanted to see who had a better little mac and her accidentally threw himself off the stage in one of our matches.
First off, working so much is an energy-draining, time-consuming, necessary evil.
A year ago, I started my job at Steak ‘n Shake as a server and now I’m an opening Manager on the weekends and a Production Trainer officially all of the time. At first when I started, I was turning 17 and was already working almost 35 hours - way more than I initially thought. I informed my boss that I thought I was working too much since I have the workload of this job and also Junior year of high school (notably the hardest year). He understood but cut my hours back to almost less than 20, it seemed as if he couldn’t find a happy medium. After a few months I got completely sick and tired of serving. First of all, I have no hesitation to say that the people in Batesville tip terribly for being so rich and high and mighty - a table of 10 people, more than $70, a $6 tip. I DON’T GET A PAYCHECK HONEY. From that point on I told my boss straight to his face to not schedule me to serve again unless 100% necessary and to put me in Production. So he did. I started off on Drive-Thru then worked my way to learning every single station back there - next thing I know I’m a Production Trainer. I train every single person who comes into that restaurant as a new employee and continuously train everyone else as well. Over the summer I was working 40 hours a week, every week, 2 days off. Let’s just say my bank account was smiling but I was sleeping any chance I could get. I decided that I wanted more responsibility and worked harder to get the chance of running a shift - I got my chance and now I open the restaurant on the weekends. I have a key to the restaurant, a key to the office, and my fingerprint in the safe. I also now work 35+ hours a week and it is about to increase since I’m 18 now. Hello more hours and 10-hour shifts on the weekends instead of 8.5. All-in-all, I love my job, although we seem to always be understaffed and everyone has to work 130%. It is a ton of work and most people don’t give those who work in the restaurant industry enough credit - we make mistakes, we are always understaffed, but we are constantly putting on a smile for you. My social life is no more, I go to school, come home and get dressed, go to work, get home late, try and do some homework, fall asleep, and repeat. Work has become part of my life and I suggest everyone go out and work in the food/customer service business at least once. It has made me appreciate that sometimes drive-thru times take a while because I know what goes on behind the scenes, sometimes food gets messed up before it gets to you because new people will make mistakes, so I understand that it may take a while longer. Bio: Hey there it’s Chelsey Voegele. I’m 18-years-old and a senior at BHS, graduating mid-term. I obviously work a lot from the post above, and hope to become a salary manager at some point during my college career - gonna be a business major. Side Note: my customer service voice is a whole other person, I don’t know her.
I am a junior at BHS. I love hanging out with my friends, playing the piano, and watching TV. |
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