I am a 21 year old Junior PR student here at EWU. I’m from a small town on the west side named Orting that is very similar to Cheney. I’m a big outdoors advocate and love to go hiking, camping, fishing, and really anything else outside. I work for Cheney Parks and Recreation and run before and after-school programs for K-5th graders. I also am a volunteer firefighter for Spokane County Fire District 3. For my career, I want to find a PR job with a major league sports team or be a career firefighter.
10 Interesting Facts:
- I am one of four kids in my family, with 2 older sisters and 1 younger brother
- I have changed my major 4 times
- I have climbed Mt. St. Helens
- I have broken my right ankle and my right elbow
- I have never been out of the country
- I coach a youth flag football and a youth basketball team
- In my senior year of high school, my basketball team did not win one game
- I’ve had 6 different jobs
- I drink 4 cups of coffee a day
- My family has season tickets for the Seattle Seahawks
Everybody loves dodgeball. It has been an intricate part of recess and P.E. classes in elementary schools since the beginning of time. This love for dodgeball never goes away, even with age.
As previously mentioned, I work with K-5th graders in after school programs in the Cheney School District. The dodgeball craze is strong within my students and we play almost daily. Sometimes, dodgeball can take a turn for the worst though.
Along with my love for dodgeball, my competitive spirit has yet to die off as well. One day while playing dodgeball with my students, I was on an absolute tear. Left and right my students were pegged out from my throws. Was it a little unfair? Maybe. Was I going to back off? Absolutely not.
I picked up a ball and spotted my target. He was a fifth grader with the attitude of a 16 year-old girl. I wind up and throw a beauty of a throw and nail him right in the face. You could hear everyone hush quiet, and I thought that was because the other students were quiet with shock from such a beautiful throw…
That is until I turned around a see the fifth graders mom standing in the doorway to pick her son up who was now laying on the ground crying from my throw. The look she gave me can only be compared to that of what a mother grizzly bear looks at any animal who threatens its children.
I had a long talk with my boss the next day… dodgeball is not allowed anymore.