University of the Pacific
(brief personal statement)
Hajumemashite, Watashi wa Inabata Austin desu. Doozo yoroshiku. How do you do, my name is Austin Inabata, nice to meet you. I am a local, full Japanese, Hawaii boy. Born and raised on the beautiful island of Oahu.
I’m very active playing sports year round!! If it’s not one it’s the other busy busy busy! My life has always been in the baseball world but I still enjoy playing football. I try to keep my grades top shape just like how I try and keep my body. Physically fit. I always try to be the best at whatever I do. If I’m not in first, to me that’s a failure. I always want to try and be number 1. I know this may seem like I have a big ego or that I’m conceded but I try to stay humble about it. Especially when I win something unless the other people are acting up and being cocky during the event then they will get an earful from me.
I can get along with anyone! Except for the following…Know it all’s, again cocky people, people that hate on others and the biggest one is PUNKS!! Well ok then maybe not anyone…
I guess you can call me a jock but I also have a soft side…Between you and me, I love little children!! They are sometimes better then the friends I have at my school now!! But I like to take care of babies and watch little children run around the park. I also like dancing even though I’m not very good but I still like it thanks to one of my friends at school. So this is my secret life. The life behind the jock you could say. So yeah...This is me, another “High School Musical Troy Bolton” but a dancing one not singing. Till then… Sayoonara!!
Showing posts with label Coming of Age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Coming of Age. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Coming of Age Poster Draft
My poster was basically made all by what came to my mind while i was doing. What i thought helped me through my life to grow as a person. I had no plan on what i wanted to do when i started. I just found a family picture and set it as my background and went from there. I guess the television and picture frames came in because when i looked at a few other postes my classmates made, the pictures were like in something so i thought id give it a try. HAHAI used basically just the pictures that were in my "pictures" file. I just tryed to focus on the things that helped me grow as a person. Things such as the sports i played, ALL the friends i have and especially Family. I think this was the best way to express the way i came of age...
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Coming of Age Final
Saturday mornings bright and early 8 years ago when I was in the 4th grade, waking up at 6:30 in the morning so I could be at the field at 7:00 ready to warm up for my game. Its finally game time and everyone’s stoked for the game. My coaches are ready to toss me the ball right down Main Street so I can rip the ball over every ones head and run around the short 60ft bases. But this isn’t all I wanted to do during these times. I look over to the next fields and see the big kids playing ball. Running faster, hitting harder and throwing farther than anyone I’ve ever seen before. All I really wanted was to play on that 90ft diamond where players throw to players not coaches. My dream was to play with the “Big Kids.”
I remember my first time ever playing coach pitch and we were warming up I saw a couple of older guys playing catch and throwing the ball real far. But of course I know I can’t throw that far but I said to myself what the hay why not give it a shot. I told my teammate Skyler, the boy was throwing with to “move back” until we were about 100ft apart (that’s kind of far for kids to throw in the fourth grade). Then I took aim and focused real hard on my target, gathering all my strength to throw the ball al the way to him on the fly. Then I threw the ball as hard as I could into the air watching the ball sail high. But all dreams were lost when I saw the ball going down and down till it fell short of him about 30ft. I knew I was in over my head but I was determined to reach him on the fly one of these days.
Two years later I’m in mustang, the first league where players throw to players and we were on a trip to New York because we had entered a tournament there. The team and I were all at the house where the parents were staying and watching the 2005 replay of the homerun derby and watching balls fly out of the park like mini rockets. I told myself as well as the rest of the team that I was going to take one out of the park one of these games and everyone was ragging me telling me “yeah ok” or “come on really?” but that didn’t faze me. So in the third game of the tournament, I watch my friend Jarin get walked so he’s on first so now I’m up. Ready to show the guys how it’s done. So the first pitch comes a fast ball coming….”ball!” yells the umpire coming a little too high. I take my signals from the coach at third and back into the batter’s box. The next pitch was a strike curveball down the middle so the count stands 1-1. I reset my mind looking for that one pitch fastball to take it out of the yard. The pitch comes and it’s the one. The ball was coming as if time were slowing down so I can hit the ball out. I load my hands and swing the bat…”PING” the ball flies high and to right field I’m running toward first watching the ball go high but it lands just short of the wall and the right fielder was there for the first out. I went back to the dugout with discuss and I was willing to do anything to get another chance of taking one out.
Now I’m in high school playing third base for the Moanalua Menehune and it’s the first game of regular season. The thought of me almost hitting a homerun and not throwing the ball on the fly still lingering in my mind. Of course over the set of 5 years I got bigger and stronger but I need to put it to the test. In the first inning of the game I’m at third and it’s about 110 foot throw from third. I was playing a little deeper the usual because it was a big batter and then there was a hard shot right to me. I took a step back and slid on my right shin to field the ground ball. I don’t have much time left so I just grabbed the ball out of my glove, stood up and just threw the ball to Nolan the first basemen with all my strength the ball was thrown right on the money...”Out” yelled the umpire. Three outs and the inning was over. All my work I put in over the past 5 years finally paying off with a nice play to start the season.
During the same game, by the 5th inning we were already winning 20-1 and I was up with bases loaded. In this situation all you want to do his hit the ball nice and solid. So I’m in the box ready to rock and roll and the first pitch comes like a lob right over the plate and “ping!” I hit the ball solid right on barrel and the ball is flying over to right field. I see the right fielder on the other team running back and back till he stops at the fence...the umpire gives the signal that it’s a HOMERUN!! My first grand slam of my career. I was happy and excited for this because I finally did it. I finally hit a homerun.
All the things I set my mind to doing coming true in a matter of 2 hours on the same day. I mentioned to all my friends that were with me on the trip about my homerun and they were all happy for me. Now that I was older and more experienced and I knew what I could do. I could now throw the ball further and hit the ball farther then I ever imagined doing. I went from the little kid wishing I could throw the ball far and hitting a homerun to actually doing it. Through this baseball experience it has taught me that I could accomplish anything as long as I was willing to try and work at it not only in baseball but in my life as well. So remember, as the old saying goes, “anything is possible if you put your mind to it” ;)
I remember my first time ever playing coach pitch and we were warming up I saw a couple of older guys playing catch and throwing the ball real far. But of course I know I can’t throw that far but I said to myself what the hay why not give it a shot. I told my teammate Skyler, the boy was throwing with to “move back” until we were about 100ft apart (that’s kind of far for kids to throw in the fourth grade). Then I took aim and focused real hard on my target, gathering all my strength to throw the ball al the way to him on the fly. Then I threw the ball as hard as I could into the air watching the ball sail high. But all dreams were lost when I saw the ball going down and down till it fell short of him about 30ft. I knew I was in over my head but I was determined to reach him on the fly one of these days.
Two years later I’m in mustang, the first league where players throw to players and we were on a trip to New York because we had entered a tournament there. The team and I were all at the house where the parents were staying and watching the 2005 replay of the homerun derby and watching balls fly out of the park like mini rockets. I told myself as well as the rest of the team that I was going to take one out of the park one of these games and everyone was ragging me telling me “yeah ok” or “come on really?” but that didn’t faze me. So in the third game of the tournament, I watch my friend Jarin get walked so he’s on first so now I’m up. Ready to show the guys how it’s done. So the first pitch comes a fast ball coming….”ball!” yells the umpire coming a little too high. I take my signals from the coach at third and back into the batter’s box. The next pitch was a strike curveball down the middle so the count stands 1-1. I reset my mind looking for that one pitch fastball to take it out of the yard. The pitch comes and it’s the one. The ball was coming as if time were slowing down so I can hit the ball out. I load my hands and swing the bat…”PING” the ball flies high and to right field I’m running toward first watching the ball go high but it lands just short of the wall and the right fielder was there for the first out. I went back to the dugout with discuss and I was willing to do anything to get another chance of taking one out.
Now I’m in high school playing third base for the Moanalua Menehune and it’s the first game of regular season. The thought of me almost hitting a homerun and not throwing the ball on the fly still lingering in my mind. Of course over the set of 5 years I got bigger and stronger but I need to put it to the test. In the first inning of the game I’m at third and it’s about 110 foot throw from third. I was playing a little deeper the usual because it was a big batter and then there was a hard shot right to me. I took a step back and slid on my right shin to field the ground ball. I don’t have much time left so I just grabbed the ball out of my glove, stood up and just threw the ball to Nolan the first basemen with all my strength the ball was thrown right on the money...”Out” yelled the umpire. Three outs and the inning was over. All my work I put in over the past 5 years finally paying off with a nice play to start the season.
During the same game, by the 5th inning we were already winning 20-1 and I was up with bases loaded. In this situation all you want to do his hit the ball nice and solid. So I’m in the box ready to rock and roll and the first pitch comes like a lob right over the plate and “ping!” I hit the ball solid right on barrel and the ball is flying over to right field. I see the right fielder on the other team running back and back till he stops at the fence...the umpire gives the signal that it’s a HOMERUN!! My first grand slam of my career. I was happy and excited for this because I finally did it. I finally hit a homerun.
All the things I set my mind to doing coming true in a matter of 2 hours on the same day. I mentioned to all my friends that were with me on the trip about my homerun and they were all happy for me. Now that I was older and more experienced and I knew what I could do. I could now throw the ball further and hit the ball farther then I ever imagined doing. I went from the little kid wishing I could throw the ball far and hitting a homerun to actually doing it. Through this baseball experience it has taught me that I could accomplish anything as long as I was willing to try and work at it not only in baseball but in my life as well. So remember, as the old saying goes, “anything is possible if you put your mind to it” ;)
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Coming of Age
Saturday mornings bright and early 8 years ago when I was in the 4th grade, waking up at 6:30 in the morning so I could be at the field at 7:00 ready to warm up for my game. Game time and everyone’s stoked for the game and my coaches are ready to toss me the ball right down Main Street so I can rip the ball over every ones head and run around the short 60ft bases. But this isn’t all I wanted to do during these times, I look over to the next fields and see the big kids playing ball. Running faster, hitting harder and throwing farther than anyone I’ve ever seen before. All I really wanted was to play on that 90ft diamond where players throw to players not coaches. My dream was to play with the “Big Kids.”
I remember my first time ever playing coach pitch and we were warming up I saw a couple of older guys playing catch and throwing the ball real far. But of course I know I can’t throw that far but I said to myself what the hay why not give it a shot. I told my teammate Skyler, the boy was throwing with to “move back” until we were about 100ft apart (that’s kind of far for kids to throw in the fourth grade). Then I took aim and focused real hard on my target, gathering all my strength to throw the ball al the way to him on the fly. Then I threw the ball as hard as I could into the air watching the ball sail high. But all dreams were lost when I saw the ball going down and down till it fell short of him about 30ft. I knew I was in over my head but I was determined to reach him on the fly one of these days.
Two years later I’m in mustang, the first league where players throw to players and we were on a trip to New York because we had entered a tournament there. The team and I were all at the house where the parents were staying and watching the 2005 replay of the homerun derby and watching balls fly out of the park like mini rockets. I told myself as well as the rest of the team that I was going to take one out of the park one of these games and everyone was ragging me telling me “yeah ok” or come on really?” but that didn’t faze me. So maybe the third game during the tournament I still didn’t hit my homerun and we were beating the other team up id say like 13-2 and we were in the fourth inning. I watch my friend Jarin get walked so he’s on first so now I’m up. Ready to show the guys how it’s done. So the first pitch comes a fast ball coming….”ball!” yells the umpire coming a little too high. I take my signals from the coach at third and back into the batter’s box. The next pitch was a strike curveball down the middle so the count stands 1-1. I reset my mind looking for that one pitch fastball to take it out of the yard. The pitch comes and it’s the one. The ball was coming as if time were slowing down so I can hit the ball out. I load my hands and swing the bat…”PING” the ball flies high and to right field I’m running toward first watching the ball fly like a bird hoping it will carry over the wall but it lands just short of the wall and the right fielder was there for the first out. I went back to the dugout with discuss and i was willing to do anything to get another chance of taking one out.
Now I’m in high school playing third base for the Moanalua Menehune and it’s the first game of regular season. The thought of me almost hitting a homerun and not throwing the ball on the fly still lingering in my mind. Of course over the set of 5 years I got bigger and stronger but I need to put it to the test. In the first inning of the game I’m at third and it’s about 110 foot throw from third. I was playing a little deeper the usual because it was a big batter and then there was a hard shot to me on my right side. I took a step back and ran a little to the right slid on my right shin to field the ground ball. Now I’m about 120ft from the base, I don’t have much time left so I just grabbed the ball out of my glove popped up to a standing position and just threw the ball to Nolan the first basemen with all my strength the ball was thrown right on the money. The runner was almost there but the “Pack” the ball hit Nolan’s glove then….”Out” yelled the umpire. Three outs and the inning was over. All my work I put in over the past 5 years finally paying off with a nice play to start the season.
During the same game, by the 5th inning we were already winning 20-1 and I was up with bases loaded. In this situation all you want to do his hit the ball nice and solid. So I’m in the box ready to rock and roll and the first pitch comes like a lob right over the plate and “ping!” I hit the ball solid right on barrel and the ball is flying over to right field. I see the right fielder on the other team running back and back till he stops at the fence...the umpire gives the signal that it’s a HOMERUN!! My first out of the park grand slam of my career. I was happy and excited for this because I finally did it. I finally hit a homerun.
All the things I set my mind to doing coming true in a matter of 2 hours on the same day. I mentioned to all my friends that were with me on the trip about my homerun and they were all happy for me. Now that I was older and more experienced and I knew what I could do. I could now throw the ball further and hit the ball farther then I ever imagined doing. I went from the little kid wishing I could throw the ball far and hitting a homerun to actually doing it. Through this baseball experience it has taught me that I could accomplish anything as long as I was willing to try and work at it not only in baseball but in my life as well. So remember, as the old saying goes, “anything is possible if you put your mind to it” ;)
I remember my first time ever playing coach pitch and we were warming up I saw a couple of older guys playing catch and throwing the ball real far. But of course I know I can’t throw that far but I said to myself what the hay why not give it a shot. I told my teammate Skyler, the boy was throwing with to “move back” until we were about 100ft apart (that’s kind of far for kids to throw in the fourth grade). Then I took aim and focused real hard on my target, gathering all my strength to throw the ball al the way to him on the fly. Then I threw the ball as hard as I could into the air watching the ball sail high. But all dreams were lost when I saw the ball going down and down till it fell short of him about 30ft. I knew I was in over my head but I was determined to reach him on the fly one of these days.
Two years later I’m in mustang, the first league where players throw to players and we were on a trip to New York because we had entered a tournament there. The team and I were all at the house where the parents were staying and watching the 2005 replay of the homerun derby and watching balls fly out of the park like mini rockets. I told myself as well as the rest of the team that I was going to take one out of the park one of these games and everyone was ragging me telling me “yeah ok” or come on really?” but that didn’t faze me. So maybe the third game during the tournament I still didn’t hit my homerun and we were beating the other team up id say like 13-2 and we were in the fourth inning. I watch my friend Jarin get walked so he’s on first so now I’m up. Ready to show the guys how it’s done. So the first pitch comes a fast ball coming….”ball!” yells the umpire coming a little too high. I take my signals from the coach at third and back into the batter’s box. The next pitch was a strike curveball down the middle so the count stands 1-1. I reset my mind looking for that one pitch fastball to take it out of the yard. The pitch comes and it’s the one. The ball was coming as if time were slowing down so I can hit the ball out. I load my hands and swing the bat…”PING” the ball flies high and to right field I’m running toward first watching the ball fly like a bird hoping it will carry over the wall but it lands just short of the wall and the right fielder was there for the first out. I went back to the dugout with discuss and i was willing to do anything to get another chance of taking one out.
Now I’m in high school playing third base for the Moanalua Menehune and it’s the first game of regular season. The thought of me almost hitting a homerun and not throwing the ball on the fly still lingering in my mind. Of course over the set of 5 years I got bigger and stronger but I need to put it to the test. In the first inning of the game I’m at third and it’s about 110 foot throw from third. I was playing a little deeper the usual because it was a big batter and then there was a hard shot to me on my right side. I took a step back and ran a little to the right slid on my right shin to field the ground ball. Now I’m about 120ft from the base, I don’t have much time left so I just grabbed the ball out of my glove popped up to a standing position and just threw the ball to Nolan the first basemen with all my strength the ball was thrown right on the money. The runner was almost there but the “Pack” the ball hit Nolan’s glove then….”Out” yelled the umpire. Three outs and the inning was over. All my work I put in over the past 5 years finally paying off with a nice play to start the season.
During the same game, by the 5th inning we were already winning 20-1 and I was up with bases loaded. In this situation all you want to do his hit the ball nice and solid. So I’m in the box ready to rock and roll and the first pitch comes like a lob right over the plate and “ping!” I hit the ball solid right on barrel and the ball is flying over to right field. I see the right fielder on the other team running back and back till he stops at the fence...the umpire gives the signal that it’s a HOMERUN!! My first out of the park grand slam of my career. I was happy and excited for this because I finally did it. I finally hit a homerun.
All the things I set my mind to doing coming true in a matter of 2 hours on the same day. I mentioned to all my friends that were with me on the trip about my homerun and they were all happy for me. Now that I was older and more experienced and I knew what I could do. I could now throw the ball further and hit the ball farther then I ever imagined doing. I went from the little kid wishing I could throw the ball far and hitting a homerun to actually doing it. Through this baseball experience it has taught me that I could accomplish anything as long as I was willing to try and work at it not only in baseball but in my life as well. So remember, as the old saying goes, “anything is possible if you put your mind to it” ;)
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