Raeye Jordan
My Life Story
Hello I’m Raeye Jordan and I’m 18 years old. I was born in Oakland, California
September 29, 1991 which makes me a Libra. My biggest hobbies, in order, are eating, playing
sports, and dancing. To all my friends I’m known as the biggest health nut in the world and I’m
somewhat of a perfectionist; if it isn’t perfect it isn’t right. I’m also a really determined person
and I put 100% into everything I do. I like to think I’m the nicest person in the world because
I’m super friendly, but there’s a lot of things I just don’t care about.
Growing up my mother, sister, and I moved around a lot and because of that I went to
four different elementary schools. However, I did go to the same middle school and high school.
Throughout my child hood I was kind of known as the “problem child” to most of my family, not
because I was a terrible kid I just didn’t really know right from wrong. I learned to talk when I
was about 11 months and I did a lot of it. When I first began to talk would copy what my mother
would say and she was a big time curser and because my mother was a big time curser that was
also a lot of my vocabulary. My mother was also very open with my sister and I, so we had the
birds and the bees talk earlier than other children and when I went to school I would tell the other
children about the birds and the bees and I would always get in trouble by my teacher. My family
has so many funny storied about my childhood it isn’t funny. The one story I will never forget is
when my aunt took me to the park when I was about 3. She did all she could to make my day.
She bought me candy and let me do whatever. But when it got late and when it was time to go
that’s when things went bad. My aunt told me we had to go and I threw the biggest temper
tantrum in the world and she didn’t know what to do. She tried talking to me nicely, but that just
made things worse. She told me it time to go and to get in the car and all I said back was, “No
B*$#% no!” Then there was a large truck driving past and I said to her while I was crying,
whining, and sobbing, “I hope that truck hit you b*$#%.” It took my aunt about an hour to get
me in the car and even on the way home I continued my tantrum.
I was always a very energetic person ever since I could walk. You might say I was a bit
too energetic because by the time I was 12 years old I had already broken both my arms and legs;
not all at the same time of course. The first time I ever broke a bone was when I was 11 months
old. I broke my leg because I jumped off a coffee table. The most severe injury I had occurred
when I was 16, an Anterior Cruciate Ligament tear. The ACL is the ligament in the knee that
connects the femur and the tibia. Without it your knee would still be connected because of the
other ligaments and the cartilages, but your knee will continue to pop out of place and swell up if
you do too many activities. I tore it in football practice by jumping for the ball and landing with
my leg hyper extended. This injury changed my life in two ways. It showed me that sports aren’t
everything and it also helped me figure out what I wanted to be in life. It took me almost a year
after the injury occurred for me to have surgery because there weren’t sure if I tore it or not. So
throughout that time I did physical therapy to make my knee stronger. After about five months
into the physical therapy they find out that I did actually tear my ACL. Two month later I had
knee surgery and was back at physical therapy. Two months after surgery I was able to walk
without crutches again and that’s when I found my love for dance. Not just any dance I found my
love for break dancing a week after I was able to walk. Now two years later and I’m still break
dancing and the love is still there. Not only did the injury point me in the direction of dancing it
also pointed me in the direction of a career. Because I spent two years in physical therapy it
inspired me. Everyone who worked there loved their job and all the young athletes that needed
physical therapy loved to come because the therapists were more that “your sports medicine
doctor” they were your friend. Because of the physical therapists I now want to major in
kinesiology in hopes of becoming a physical therapist for children in the future.