English I PreAP / 2B
10 September 2013
It’s really hard to believe that your parents were once in high school. The proof is hanging at the top of my father’s closet. It hangs navy and red with our last name embroidered on its back. With badges of accomplishments, hard work, and dedication, his high school letter man jacket. The jacket is the proof that my dad was once just like me. A teenager, student, and athlete trying to explore who you are and what you want to become. After a long hot weekend at the ball fields, I sat down with my dad Cecil Anthony Lara. Surprisingly we weren’t talking about me, instead I was interested in finding out who he was and his thoughts about his high school experience. I learned that he attended Thomas Jefferson High School between the years of 1987-1991. Thomas Jefferson is located in San Antonio, Texas. It is and was one of the oldest high schools in the City. Its mascot is the mustang horse and school colors are navy and red.
In High School my dad was involved in many extracurricular activities including, baseball, track, and football. In fact till this day he still holds the school record for multiple track events. My dad was a very well rounded athlete for being 5’6 and weighing 185 pounds. During his time at Jefferson he played varsity football for 2 years and played half back.
In 1990-1991 his senior year of high school many emotional things happened. One of these moments was his last football game. Entering the locker room for the last time with the smell of sweat after a two hour work out that morning, it was game time. He knew he wasn’t going to play college football or ever make it to the pros. All his hard work and sacrifices he made to play the game he loved would end that day. My grandfather told him, “Son this is your last game of football you will ever play, you need to give it your heart and everything you have!” Once he said that, my dad was fired up and ready to hit...