Old College Essay

So I was looking through my old papers and writing from highschool and such the otherday and stumbled upon this. My College Essay about the DFDC, I thought some of you guys might want to read it. So here it is, hopefully this is a good change of pace for you guys that dont like the tour de france.

“DFDC on three,” my voice yells. Crowded around the campfire in my backyard on a late August night, we have come together. The mass of skinny teenage bodies drowns out the flicker of the small hearth, arms raised in unison.

Tonight the DFDC has congregated to bond through intense games of badminton and bocce ball, and animated campfire skits. The barbeque is a well-earned celebration after surviving the stifling August heat, and the grueling two-a-day workout cycles of the first week of cross-country practice. A week where thirty-one individuals became one running fellowship, united by the four letters printed on the chests of our practice jerseys –DFDC. This unit was formed and strengthened through the constant accelerations with which we challenged each other, and the way we circled back to pick up our partners who had fallen off pace. And tonight, the tight pack of sweaty bodies that had pushed each other through repeat miles, 4-mile tempo runs, and 800 meter SIs, surrounds a flame sharing hamburgers and corny stand-up routines.

Darkness by now swallowed the backyard with the fire providing just enough light to illuminate all thirty-one faces. I strode to the middle. My eyes met with the familiar faces of my brethren. The past three years I had sat on the outside, taking in what the DFDC was about. But this year it was my turn to partake in that tradition, and pass on the expectations to this team.

I cleared my throat and spoke. “As you have experienced, the Deerfield Distance Crew is a hard working team, but this attitude does not stop at the end of your last quarter-mile.” All eyes fixed upon me as I articulated. “The DFDC is a way of life, and the focus and passion we demonstrate on the course carries into the classroom and into your life. The motivation that you show everyday not only brings enthusiasm to the way you live, it also brings fire to the lives of your teammates. To be DFDC you must be a complete runner, and to be a complete runner you must be a complete person.”

After I had said my peace, the pack swarmed the fire. Arms raised in unison, the crew looked to their captain. My voice shouts. “One, Two, Three!”

“DFDC!”