In all my years of life, I never thought that I would fall in love with a camera and take pictures with it. Up until now of course. This started mainly because my FCCLA teacher Mrs. Youngberg asked if anyone wanted to do PR for the school’s social media pages. Now, I did need the credit hours for my grade in this class and taking photos from football games didn’t seem so hard. So I automatically raised my hand and said “yes.”
I know you’re expecting me to say that this was all horrible and I hated it, but genuinely I found some sort of new happiness in it. I got the camera from my English teacher Mr. Fitch, since I didn’t want to take photos and videos on my android with horrible quality, and found myself taking photos at the first home football game of the season with a couple of my best friends, who were in fact managers but still took photos with a separate camera. Throughout the game, I would keep making my friends look at my camera to notice any cool small details about any good photos I took, which did get in their nerves, but, hey, what are friends for if you can’t bother them?
While my feet were hurting me by the end of the night and the next morning standing for 6 hours at work sucked, I really enjoyed the happiness it brought me when I took good photos, especially when you can see someone with a big smile on their face or the opposite, a more serious and focused face. Being able to increase the screen to get close up makes the photo much more memorable and clearer. They made me feel like I was one of the best photographers out; now, of course, that definitely isn’t true, especially with the fact I started taking photos just two weeks ago.
Now…there always has to be a bad part to everything. I accidentally deleted my photos the day afterwards. Now, before you get mad at me, it was technically an accident since trying to download them with a grandmother who doesn’t know how to work her computer with said camera got very tiring after getting off of work, and for some reason I decided to click the “delete all” button when trying to get rid of just a section of shutter photos (taking numerous shots all at once to capture movement) and *poof* they’re all gone. I definitely cried a lot afterwards because all the photos I had before, during and after the game were completely gone and that was over 500 photos!
Fortunately, I continued on taking more photos, luckily this time I just downloaded the app instead and just auto downloaded them to my phone before posting them to my instagram. Yea, so those photos from the last game that are posted on the schools page were from me! I even took photos for students during our super senior spirit week.
So even through that horrible experience, I still find taking photos to be fun and will definitely continue taking them for memories for when I get old and don’t remember, I can remember that I lived.
