My Wrestling Trip

It seemed like 100th time I've wrestled in the PA/NJ, but for some reason I was very eager for the usual wrestling trip. This time, not only was I wrestling in a tournament, but I got invited to tour the #1 wrestling team in the country as well as one of the top academic prep communities in world. This school is one of the best, due to how well they bring in students and wrestlers. This includes North America go here, Nigerians, Russians, Koreans, Cambodians, and even some Middle Eastern Groups. This Preparatory school thrives in three sports, field hockey, rowing, and of course wrestling. So as you can probably see i was extremely excited, yet nervous of what to come. This is a big step in my life even if they didn't accept me. I just got
I didn't go the whole day like my brother Colton did. I only had to do the last three out of a total eight classes. As soon as I got to the school, I met with the coach, and was asked some questions pertaining to wrestling, academics, as well as my own personal interests. He came out and told my parents that I did a wonderful job answering everything the way I should. I just sat in the chair thinking that this might be my future, and it was only the beginning of hopeful a historic run at being one of the most known wrestlers in the nation. Coach Green, the coach I met with, told my parents that I would be touring the school with one of their sophomore wrestlers. Me, being the way I am knew most of their kids in the lineup, and the one wrestler my dad and I had a conversation about, turned out to be my tour guide. Mr. Green, told me that I would be touring with Beau Bartlett, who is currently ranked second in the nation in the 125/130 weight class. With that being said, I was very eager to start the rest of the day, yet had some sort of anxiety to prove myself to the other students, and teachers. I was waiting, then after about 10 minutes, he arrived. I then was on my way to tour the school, and go class to class seeing what his prep high school campus was like. On our way to his language class, we stopped at this little metal plate in the ground. It had an oval shape, and was a dirty bronze. It had a giant “SEM” stamped in the middle, and around it was these words Verum, Pulchrum, Bonum” this is the school motto, it stands for, the true, the beautiful, and the good. After we were done talking about the school's motto, we scurried into the classroom in the language arts building. Yes, their is a building strictly dedicated to the art of language. I sat down in the classroom, seated next to Beau, I looked