Stephanie Lane
When I was younger, I was the kid whose parents constantly imposed upon her their unfulfilled childhood aspirations. Both of my parents were music majors in college so one can only imagine that I played an instrument or three. From elementary school, the biggest mystery in my life was to discover something that I was truly passionate about. In her teenage years, my mom played the violin. She was accepted to the Hart School of Music but had to reject her acceptance for financial reasons. Accordingly, when I was in the first grade I began to play the violin and then later in the fourth grade I switched to the cello. In seventh grade I decided it was time to rebel against the stringed instruments, since my stepdad played brass and woodwind instruments, so I began to take private lessons in the clarinet. I soon began to believe that voice was my passion and for a year I took voice lessons until I realized that singing was not my true ardor. It wasn't until eighth grade when I came to Prep that I discovered my true passion.
Prep provided me with the grounds to realize my passion through my eighth grade science teacher, Mrs. Zboray. In the spring of that year I decided to try lacrosse. Since I had just transferred to Prep that same year, I decided it would be a good idea to try a new sport, meet new people, and add on to my list of new things. The first day of practice rolled around and I had a very limited knowledge of this sport played with sticks, nets, and overweight bouncy balls. I put on the new equipment that my coach gave me and suddenly I was standing in between two orange pipes playing a rough game of catch with sixteen girls that I hardly knew. As I made each save, I felt an adrenaline rush, that rush was something I hadn't ever felt before. It was then that I realized I had discovered something I was truly passionate about. My passion was lacrosse.