1. My high school career has had it's ups and downs. It's had late nights and early mornings. I've had many goals of the academic variety from maintaining a 4.0 to graduating with at least a years worth of college credit. While these goals are still in the forefront of my mind they do not merit the wow factor or the single moment timespan necessary to be my single bucket list activity of my entire high school career. I love running and that passion blended with my misguided ambition has created the notion of running a marathon. Before I graduate from high school I hope to run a consecutive 26.2 miles.
2. After spending a month of my past summer in Honduras I yearned to return, but I also gained a stronger resolve to serve elsewhere. With the long summers that a college education provides I hope to spend time on a continent outside my own and Central America. In addition I would like to travel and do mission work in at least two countries other than Honduras, not because I lack a passion for Honduras and what I encountered there, but because I possess a passion for physical and spiritual poverty.
3. Growing up I always looked up to my dad. No matter what he did I wanted to be just like him. I wanted to be tough and successful. I wanted to be a person people respected and admired. I wasn't satisfied with simply looking like my father had when he was my age. I wanted to grow into the same kind of man that my father was and is. That admiration lead to recognition. I recognized how blesses I was to be raised by such an amazing example of what a husband, father and man are. Before I breathe my last on this earth I want to be a father, but not just a biological half to a genetic whole. I want to raise kids who can look to me as an example and who will want to be the kind of parent that I was.
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