|Greg Schram: (Biography)
(If you want just the basics
to Greg "In a Nutshell" .)
(The philosophy is at the bottom
of the biography - at the bottom of this page.)
NOTE: This biography
is quite fragmented with bits and pieces of information from my
life. It's long because I keep adding to it when certain key
facts and interesting stories
come to mind: Over the last few years I have put updates mostly
- Born September 11, 1972
Rockville, Maryland, USA.
- It was not supposed to be
possible for me to be born. My mom had several
It turned out that a new controversial drug was available in the late
summer of 1972. It involved many shots in the mother's
It was meant to help prevent miscarriages. Well it worked, along
with family prayer! The drug was outlawed the next month.
- I weighed 7lbs-11oz, was
born at 7:11P.M., & it was "Sept." 11th. (Sept. is the prefix
for 7. When there were originally only 10 months they used Sept,
Nov, and Dec for the 7th, 8th, 9th, and 10th months as prefixes).
So, I was known for being the 7-11 kid. (However, since
9/11 happened,...most people now associate my b-day with that event).
- My name was supposed to
be George, which in German is Georgory. When my mother (who is
German) wrote Georgory on the form in the hospital it looked like
Gregory. So they left it as Gregory. They liked it.
They said I was named
after Saint Gregory (one of the Popes).
- I was raised in a
Christian Based Daycare that my mother ran within our home.
- One day when I was very
little my family was looking for me. They couldn't find me
anywhere in the house. They called the neighbors. They
searched the neighborhood. Then they called the police.
Helicopters and police cars were looking for me everywhere. After
hours of searching I was finally found sleeping under my bed at home.
- As a little boy I would
often sit on my Dad's shoulders as we would go places. We often
went to a small store where I would always ask for "emanem an cokah"
- which were
M&Ms and Coke.
- I was very jealous that
my older brother got to go to school and I didn't. My father was
a teacher at St. Paul that my brother attended as well. One day,
my brother and father were getting ready for school I snuck into the
car wearing the same type uniform as my brother needed to for the
school. I planned on joining some kindergarten or first grade
class. Unfortunately, I was caught even before they left the
- I went to Dover
Elementary School for Kindergarten (1 month).
- One day I was dropped off
at school very early. Nobody was there. No people & no
cars - at least not that I saw. I waited for what seemed like
forever, but probably was
fifteen minutes. I decided that it "had to be" Saturday and that
my parents had made a mistake. I proceeded to walk home from
even though I had never walked to school or ridden my bike there
It was a mile or two. I was five! When I got home my mom
and had someone take me back to school. It was then that my
learned that I had a good sense of direction. It also is one of
experiences that shaped my overall future independence.
- I took a test to skip the
remainder of kindergarten because I turned 6 sooner than the others and
wanted to be in first grade at the school my brother & father went
- I passed and went to St.
Paul for first grade where my father taught.
- I had two Nuns for teachers
- one as home room teacher and one for just reading (I think). I was
always afraid of both of them, but I also remember some good times.
One good memory was that I was naturally good at math, and my
home room teacher noticed this when I never used the manipulatives for
counting and adding or subtracting. After we would do assignments
or tests she permitted me to walk around the classroom and grade other
students' papers as they finished. (I was six).
- A scary memory was when I
was doing some reading homework in a reading workbook from school (in
first grade for St. Paul), and something spilled on the book causing it
to get completely soaked. I panicked and had my Dad help me fix it.
Basically we got it dry, but the picture on the
front cover was completely worn away. I was told that it would be
and that my teacher would understand, but I knew that some how I was
to get in trouble. Therefore, I proceeded to redraw the picture
color it on the front cover to match what I remember it looking like.
turned out quite good, but still obviously different. It was good
that the Nun respected my efforts to fix the problem. She also
my artistic ability.
- There was a Children's
Christmas Mass Special that I performed in as the little Drummer Boy.
I don't know how I was selected to be in the show. Was I
drawn out of a hat, did I volunteer, was I simply chosen, was it
because my Dad was a teacher? - I don't know. Anyway, I do
remember that I was complimented on how I beat my drum to the beat of
the song, "The Little Drummer Boy" better than any drummer boy before
and after that my family and friends had seen.
- Then I went to Jess
Harben Elementary for 2nd - 5th grades.
- Our 2nd grade classroom was
the previously designed music room - so it was a huge open space bigger
than any other room. I remember loving having indoor recess
because we could play many games all around the room. One fun
project I recall working on was categorizing animals (specifically
vertebrates) in their groups (like fish, mammals, birds, reptiles, and
- 3rd grade was a blast.
I only remember good feelings even though it is hard for me to
remember specific activities and trips. I remember being very sad
when I was told that my teacher was leaving at the end of the year.
I think I probably had a crush on her.
- 4th grade was also great.
I had a really cool teacher. I think he was my first male
teacher. Mr. Heron was his name. He had us pass several
little writing tests with pencils writing in cursive so that we could
eventually earn our ink pens, which were hanging across the border of
the chalk board each with our names on them waiting for us. He
also taught me how to throw a football and he and I and several other
boys and girls played catch during recess. One day I was called
out of class early (either to go to the dentist or doctor for a
check up I think) just before my turn to recite a long poem that
we all had to memorize. One by one the students had gone up in
of the class (in alphabetical order I think), and nearly each time they
forgetting parts and/or not finishing at all. I stood up to leave
Mr. Heron and some students said that I was lucky I had not gone yet
would go the next day. A few students gave me a mean look and
that I would have messed up the poem. I stopped at the door
and looked at the class, looked at Mr. Heron, looked at the student who
just walked up to get ready to begin, and then went ahead and recited
entire poem without any mistakes (except that I probably did it a
fast for emphasis) and left the room just as I saw the jaws drop by
several students and Mr. Heron to smile proudly at me.
- One night I was playing
keep-away with my father and brother. John, my brother, was the
tallest and he was in the middle. We were playing with a beach
ball. My father threw it over John and I dove for it to make
sure he would not
get it. I landed teeth first on a metal railing. I broke a
tooth, knocked one out, and one was pushed up in my gum. Needless
my teeth became crooked at that point. I was too stubborn to get
braces. (I ended up getting braces at age 26, but even after the
braces were removed they became slightly crooked again - oh well).
- I was active in Cub
Scouts since my brother was a Boy Scout and my father was an assistant
Scout Master. The rules and policies changed over the
years. The organization
was not allowing my father to do many of his fun and exciting
My father stopped being involved in scouts after my brother got his
badge. I got out after becoming a Webelo.
- At some time when I was
quite young I was on a hiking trip with my father, brother and some
other scouts or students. I left the group and found two trees
parallel to each other that both extended straight up with very few
branches for about
50 or 60 feet. I decided to chimney climb up between them to see
if I could get to the top. Well, I got up but couldn't get
I yelled for help. My father climbed up and helped me down climb
with some of my weight on him. It was fun and exciting but also
- In 5th grade my homeroom
teacher let us go by whatever name we wanted. It was about that
time when I found out that my name was supposed to be George. So
I went by George that year. Some of my close friends called Greg
or Gregory still, but my new ones called me George. That year
I made a smoking machine for
the science fair. It was a large water bottle (about two feet
tall and about 1 foot wide) with two
tubes in it. One tube was attached to a foot pump, and the other
one was attached to a cigarette holder. Inside the bottle were
several cotton balls. I sealed the bottle shut with the tubes
sticking out. When a cigarette is in
the holder, all that was left was to step on the foot pump, which would
suck the cigarette very fast. It would smoke one cigarette in
about 5 seconds. I made it smoke several packs a day to cause the
cotton balls to show the nasty tar build up. The teachers liked
it, but I did not receive any awards. (But there is more to this
- Most of the sports that I
played as a kid were individual sports. These included archery,
swimming, mountain climbing (hiking), biking, and skateboarding.
I didn't ever try to get on to any teams for the traditional sports
basketball, soccer, baseball, football, etc. I only liked playing
those sports at recess with friends. I had some good and some bad
teachers. The worst teacher that I ever had was my
Language/Reading teacher in 5th
grade. She was so mean that she made me stay seated even after
in my hands. She also made me return my lunch and get a different
selection of food. I left that school and many friends behind
the end of the year. I decided to go back to 4th grade (at the
school) to build up my confidence for the remaining part of the year
then to repeat 5th grade the following year.
- I went by the name of
Norman (my first middle name) when I switched schools. I wanted
to be like my father who goes by his second name, Leon.
- I was at Springridge
Elementary for the end of 4th grade and then 5th & 6th grades as
- Here is a story that
happened when I was in fourth or fifth grade: I was spending the
night over at a friend's house. It was the first time I had been
over to his house so he was really trying to show everything off.
We played ping pong, darts, bumper pool, etc. At one point he
started play fighting with me and accidentally pushed me down on the
coffee table. It caused me to completely bend the metal frame of a
picture and shatter the picture's glass interior. Naturally, it
was loud. I was about to get
up and apologize to my friend's father when my friend told me to just
get up and then wait
a minute. His father came in and saw the mess. He freaked
and wondered what had happened. My friend proceeded to try and
convince his dad that while we were playing ping pong he had hit the
ball so hard that it broke and bent the picture frame. His dad
looked at the ping pong ball. Then he looked at the frame.
He looked back at the ball and then said, "How the hell did that ball
do this!" I was trapped emotionally between laughing hysterically
out loud and peeing in my pants from fear. It was totally
- Somehow I was selected to
play Shroeder in a play ("The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown"). I
guess my 5th grade teacher thought that I "looked the part." You
look at my pictures to see if you think
- Since I was in a
different school I thought it would be fine to do the same science fair
I had done the previous year at the other school. It was the
machine again. I made it the same way, but I used computer
and made the display board look better. The smell bothered
so we moved it to a secluded area in the library. It was then
and given the grand prize for our school!
- I went on my first cruise
between 5th and 6th grade the summer of 1984 to the Bahamas with my
family friends, and many students that my father taught at Berkner High
- In 6th grade we were sent
to Liberty Junior High to see the band play so that we could decide on
an instrument to start learning. I was quite popular that day
because the school that I had previously gone to (Jess Harben) feeds
into that Junior High as well. This meant that many of my friends
and teachers from Jess Harben were there. The coolest part was
when some of the cheerleaders who were in 7th grade saw me and talked
to me in front of my Springridge friends
who didn't believe me that I knew them (since they had known me at Jess Harben when we
were in the same grade together before I went back to fourth grade and
changed schools). The
only confusing part for my Springridge friends was that some of the
Junior Highers were calling
me Greg, others called me Gregory, and some even called me
kept asking me, "Norman, do they know your name?" It was a fun,
- Oh, I chose to play the
Baritone, which is like a medium sized tuba. A Euphonium is
almost the same thing, except the Baritone has three finger valves and
the Euphonium has four. It just looked cool and different.
It turned out that my principal at Springridge,
Dr. Phillips, also played that instrument. He often would give me
lessons for fun and free after band class, which I didn't mind because
got me out of going back to class to do social studies.
- In 6th grade in P.E. we had
a fun time with bowling. We came up with team names and made some
cool team shirts. My team was known as the "Spaz Bros."
Each person on the team had his own personal "spaz"
identification. One was "Deformo Spaz," another was "Retardo
Spaz," I was "Hyper Spaz," and then I am not sure about the
others. It was fun. We got to bowl with rubber (but actual
size) bowling balls and real pins in the gym while wearing our
shirts. Ever since I have enjoyed bowling for the skill and
social interaction in which it lends itself.
- We had a cool pet tarantula
in class named "Mr. T." Our teacher let us go out and find
to feed him. On one of the last days of school my friends and I
were finding beetles for Mr. T and we got
in to a big fight throwing rocks at each other over some stupid little
thing. Our teacher saw us through the window and scared us as she
called us back in. As we walked in the building and through the
halls we all were
so scared. We just wanted to be given the punishment and be done
it. We didn't want to deal with anything else. Well, she
just given us and others that day several awards - one of which was
Detentions Award" that my friend and I got. I guess she didn't
to take the award back because she didn't do anything.
did learn our lesson and were plenty scared.
- One of my favorite
activities was swimming. We had a couple above ground pools as I
grew up and then got a really nice in ground pool. We would run
swim classes in the summer that my brother John taught. In the
winter we would not only heat up the spa, but the pool itself -
especially on new year's eve. It was cool sitting on top of the
water slide in 40-50 degree temperatures while cars would see me in my
bathing suit giving me weird looks - considering it was the middle of
- I had learned to swim with
the help of my parents around age 4. That progressed with my
brother's swim program set on a level system of required skills to
pass. I loved trying to get from one level to the next (similarly
how I liked to advance through the badges in scouts). Besides the
levels we played many games. We played volleyball, monster games
(King Kong, Godzilla), video game type games (like Donkey Kong Junior
with hoses and floaties on the hoses to raise up - weird but fun), and
games on the slide to make big splashes on the patio window. My
favorite game though was to play "Hat Toss." John, my brother and
head life guard, would throw his life guard hat (which was like a
sailor hat) in a frisbee style towards us as we jumped off the diving
board. We got points for catching it. Timing was crucial,
but the way you caught it could get you more points. The points
were as follows: 1 point for a normal catch with your hands and
underwater with the hat; 2 points for catching the hat with your hands
and keeping the
hat above water; 3 points for catching the hat with your foot and going
underwater; 4 points for catching the hat with your foot and keeping it
above water; 5
points for catching the hat on your head. Catching the hat on
your head was quite tough, but I used to love catching it with my foot
and keeping it above water (which usually meant I had to do a type of
splits with my legs and/or fall backwards on my back as I entered the
water). It was a blast! Since then my family has continued
swimming and teaching other younger family members how to swim.
- I went to Liberty Junior
High School for 7th - 9th grades.
- The first day of Junior
High was a bit crazy. I remember being the typical nerd who was
overly panicked to get to class on time with all my books and supplies.
I asked other students and teachers how to get from place to
place at times. I was so nervous, but I was always early to each
class. It was quite nerdy.
- I was very aware of who was
popular and who wasn't - like most students were. I decided to
a seriously dramatic physical change in one night during 7th grade.
Basically, I had worn normal clothes and was probably a normal
kid from ages 3-6, and then from 1st grade to 6th grade I was still
fairly normal but started looking nerdy (at least in how I dressed),
but then in 7th grade I had peaked. I had an awakening on what I
should and should not wear. I had been wearing slacks with
sneakers. The pants were up high on my waist and high water by my
ankles. I had an undershirt on (which was not cool at the time).
So, I went shopping and bought new jeans, Polo shirts, Converse
shoes, and more. I spent all night changing my hair from
being simply brushed straight forward to being parted in the middle.
It took me forever
to figure out that I needed to brush my hair back to get the rise that
was looking for in my hair and that everyone else had at school.
Once I figured that out I was set - using the blow dryer, gel,
hairspray, etc. When I went to school the next day I was barely
recognized by my own friends. Several students and teachers
complimented me on my look. I
was greeted by new people from various groups. The ropers (cowboy
liked my jeans and my brush in my back pocket. The skaters liked
shoes. My regular friends liked my shirt and hair. They
I had my hair done and cut professionally. I told them that I did
myself and many didn't believe me. From then on I was conscious
what I wore. I went through the fads like... high top Nike Air
Jordan's with the tongues sticking out and the jeans over lapping them,
rolling the pants tightly by the ankle with loafers, shirts with the
top 2-3 buttons unbuttoned,
etc. For the most part I was a casual or semi-preppy dresser
mostly Polo, Levis, Nike, Reebok, etc. (In college and adult life
still was/am aware of what I wore/wear, but I was/am definitely less
about what others thought/think - knowing that comfort, ease, and
style were/are more important).
- One day I was called out
of my first period German class to see the counselor concerning my
grades. She informed me that I was ranked 7th in the class for
the last six weeks' grading period. Then, she showed me my report
cards from my elementary years. The names on those reports cards
were almost all different! They had Greg, Gregory, George, and
Norman on them. She thought that I had a brother whose report
cards were mixed up with mine. I did
keep things simpler by going by the name of "Greg" from then on.
- I started Racquetball,
Karate, and Weightlifting in 8th grade. I was at the health club
with my family doing those sports about 5-6 times a week for about 2-3
hours a night. I ended up advancing quickly in Racquetball
leading me to win several 1st and 2nd place league and tournament
trophies in the C, B, and even A divisions. I also finally
started gaining weight and getting stronger. Before then I was a
toothpick. (Though many might think I still am).
- I went to Berkner High
School for 10th - 12th grades.
- I was very active in High
School. I was... on the Swim Team and Diving Team, Captain of the
Gymnastics Team, Captain of the Bell Guards, President of the Key Club,
President of the Social Dance Club/Team, Vice President of the German
Honor Society, President of the German Club, in National Honor Society,
and in Student Council.
- I went snow skiing for
the first time in March of 1990 at Crested Butte with a Karate friend.
- I graduated from High
School in May 1991 and received a teaching scholarship from Phi Delta
- The Social Dance Club and
our family went on a cruise that summer after graduation.
- I trained as a Gymnastics
Instructor while continuing my training as a gymnast.
- I earned a Black Belt in
Shin-Toshi Karate in October of 1991. That was the hardest test
of my life. I started that day with a 25 mile bike ride that needed to
be done in less than 90 minutes. Then, I went to the health club
and had to do 100 knuckle push ups in one set in front of three other
black belts. Next, I did the same with 100 modified jack-knife
sit ups. After that, I
had to do 18 katas (like karate routines). Then, I did about 50
defense demonstrations. Next, I broke boards. I beat my
and broke 4 boards with one side kick. After that, when I was
tired I had to start sparring (fighting). I did many rounds with
being only one opponent. Then it became two on one and even three
on one. Finally, it was over after what seemed like
I then received my goal of getting a black belt (similar to the way my
always wanted his Eagle Scout Badge). Shin-Toshi is one of the
most difficult styles of karate. It is a combination of
Kempo, Kung-Fu, Aikido, and Jujitsu!
- I worked at a Rec Center
teaching and coaching Gymnastics, Tom Thumb, and Heights Baptist Church
for a few
years before going to college.
- Then I went to Richland
Community College from Spring 1993 - Summer 1994.
- One day when the girls
lower level gymnastics teams at the gym were moving a large tumbling
trampoline (Tumble Trak) from one gym to the other gym it was very
obvious that they were having problems. It became a safety issue
when they kept bumping into a low beam and several girls were losing
their grip. I quickly helped by lifting one end and raising it
over the edge of a beam that it was
getting stuck on. We were doing fine until the girls dropped the
end half way through, and it landed on the low beam which bounced and
on my pinky toe with the tumble trak's weight on it as well. We
going and got it into position in the other gym. I hobbled back
my boys to coach and had ice put on it. At a certain point the
pain was getting intense. I had another coach look at it.
He decided to grab it and yank it. It was dislocated and he
put it back in place. What he didn't know was that it was broken
as well - so the toe being put back in place felt good, but the yank on
it being broken didn't. It healed rather quickly being simply
taped to the toe next to it for a few weeks.
- In April of 1994 I tried
out to be a contestant on the then popular show "American
Gladiators." It was one of the most fun and exciting days of my
life. It started early that morning. My girlfriend (at the
time) and I drove downtown to the YMCA where the tryouts were going to
be held. I was an hour and a half early causing me to be the
first in line. My sister also came to watch. Well, when it
was time to go in they did not allow spectators, which was
stupid. I told them that I would go in and take one test at a
time and come back each time to tell them how I was doing. The
first test was the pull ups. You needed to do 24 pull ups in 30
seconds, and you had to go all the way up and down each time.
There was a timer for the entire group of people doing the pull ups,
and there was
a specific pull up counter for each person. They were very
strict. The bar we had to use was as thick as a soccer goal - not
like a regular gymnastics
high bar, and because of that they decided to allow 22 pull ups to
pass. Naturally, I was in the first group to go. I got up
and started strong. I was all the way to 20 when I heard the
timer yell "time!" That
was it?! I was told to leave or go to the end of the line.
definitely did not want to just leave especially after training for two
months. I went outside and told my sister and girlfriend to go
and go home. I then went to the end of the line, which was
all the way around the building with over 1500 people there
It was kind of cool getting to talk to people in line for the next two
while we waited. Finally, I got back inside, but it looked
different then when I was there first in line. They now had
to rope off special spectator sections, there were also photographers
camera crews, and the host of American Gladiators, Mike Adamle, and a
gladiator, Jazz, were both there. This time I was not going to
any excuses. I got up and cranked those pull ups faster than I
ever done before. It was hard, but I barely made it with 22 right
the timer called "time!" Out of the 1500 people who tried the
ups - only 250 passed on. I was then passed on to another section
prepare for the forty yard dash that needed to be done in five seconds
less. I decided to call my family and girlfriend to let them know
I was doing. I was pumped. I watched for about thirty
as people did their run. I found a guy who was willing to put his
feet behind and underneath mine to act as starting blocks for my
(which is what most people were doing). I remember getting on my
getting set, and then exploding to what felt like the longest run of my
life. It took forever it seemed to run that distance at the speed
I was going. I am not a natural runner, but luckily I made it in
five seconds! Out of the 250 people who tried the run - only 200
on. Next came the rope climb of twenty feet in ten seconds or
Several people did not even make it up the rope at all (which was weird
me because they had to have already been able to do 22 pull ups).
I decided not to use fancy foot technique. I did not use any
gloves or shoes. I just went bare hands and bare feet. I
it in seven seconds! Out of the 200 people who tried the rope
- only 81 passed on. The next test was too easy. It was the
runs. You had to go back and forth five times between lines on a
floor in fifteen seconds. Everyone passed except one guy so that
80 out of 81 passed this test. The final test was actually
an American Gladiator game, "Power Ball," where you had balls to put in
trash can with only a small opening at the top, and there was another
acting as defense trying to prevent you from scoring. We were
up and paired with guys of equal weight. It took a while to find
partner because I weighed 150 and most guys were over 175. I
to call home again and was able to get my dad to come up and film
I was offense first and did pretty good getting three scores with
jump and spin moves. I then was defense and my partner got two
on me. That was the last test. The host of the show, Mike,
watching and hand picking people for the show who would be called in
the next month. I was told to go ahead and leave. I thought
was over. As I walked away a short lady came up to me and told me
go in a secret room where on-camera interviews were being done. I
my stuff and went in. There were about thirty guys and girls in
filling out forms. I got in line and started filling out forms
asking questions. It turned out that out of the 80 people who
the Power Ball test - only 33 passed on to the on-camera
We had to sign up for a specific time that we were to interview with
Mike that day. I was set to go last that day being that I was the
one to pass - ironic since I was first in line. I spent the day
the YMCA relaxing and working out. A few hours later I went in
my interview. As I walked in I heard them discussing that they
just run out of film with none left in the truck. The guy
me said he would not mind lending them his camcorder and a blank tape,
they decided to do. The interview started with the basics - name,
occupation, background, interests, etc. After that, it got
personal. I knew going in that I would be asked how I would
expect to handle huge 200-300 pound gladiators if I was on the show
being that I am only 150 pounds. I was told to talk to the camera
as if it was one of the arrogant gladiators. I did my best to
tell "him/them" off. Then it was over. I left at the same
time Mike and his crew did. In fact I walked around downtown
Dallas with him while we searched for his hotel. I remember
telling this story about fifty times over the next two weeks. It
was in the papers and on the television. I was so pumped and
to be on the show. I just needed them to say that I made it on
15th. Weeks went by and then so did May 15. It came and
No call. Another week passed. Still no call. I was
upset, but I smile when I think about the fact that I was one of the 33
people who tried out and made it all the way out of the 1500 who tried
from the beginning, and I had a blast!!
- I taught preschool in our
home's Christian Based Child Care Center for one semester. Before
that I was a helper or an assistant for several years.
- One day when teaching
classes and coaching team on a Saturday at the gym I was giving my
sister, Heidi, a private lesson on tumbling while also tumbling myself.
I had warmed up well and was in good shape. After she did a
few turns with my help I would take a few turns of tumbling myself.
I progressed up to where I had left off a few months before and
was moving on to doing a double back flip from the floor into a
training pit (made of loose foam pieces). I did my drills and
"timers," which all went well. I decided to go for the double
back. As I ran everything was going well at first - my steps were
right, the round off went straight and powerfully, the flip flop
was low and long and very fast --- too fast --- my right hand hit the
floor too hard and in slightly short of the correct angle. A
loud triple snap sound occurred that a girl in the other gym (who was
the only other person
at the gym besides me and my sister) could hear. She asked if I
ok. I said that I thought I broke my hand while I looked at my
with very obvious bones nearly protruding from the top and side of my
My sister was freaked out. I sat down and found some
Halloween pencils that we had been giving out with the classes that
week. I put two on top and two on bottom of my hand. I then
held my hand still (I
thought) and then it moved and accidentally set some bones into place.
feeling of relief cam over me. I put ice on my hand and then
it up with a bandage. I felt fine so I decided to go ahead and
the day like normal. (Hello - stupid!) I taught a private lesson
another gymnast - a team boy who came in about a half hour later.
private was for an hour. Then I took my sister to a friends
Driving was awkward considering I had a standard and needed to
and shift with just my left hand. I went to a computer lab to do
work where my father was and showed him my hand. I then finally
to the health emergencies center. They told me that I should have
a cloth between my hand and the ice to help prevent frostbite.
were upset that the injury was several hours old and that I had not
to them immediately. They took an X-Ray and it showed that I had
compound fractured one bone, the second one did a 180 degree spiral
fracture, and the third one turned sideways as it broke. I heard
nurses talking in the hall stating that they thought it was one of the
hand breaks they had seen and that the bones were so messed up. I
if when I thought I had accidentally set the bone if it made it worse,
if it did improve the condition partially, and that if the nurses
seen it before the bones moved that they would really have freaked out.
ended up needing and getting surgery having four metal pins put in my
that went through several bones and stuck out of the skin as well.
the surgery the doctor told me that I had the choice to have local or
anesthesia. I wanted to see the operation and ask questions so I
local. On the day of the surgery I was very sleepy so when the
gave me the shot in the arm to make my arm go numb I didn't move.
asked another doctor next to him if he had given me something already.
told them that I was simply very tired and wanted to go to sleep. They
me in for surgery and mid-way through I woke up (unknowingly).
doctor without permission gave me general anesthesia right then to make
go back to sleep and stay asleep. Later on I woke up and had a
fiberglass cast on my hand covering everything including the fingers.
went to work at the gym that same day for a while (to prove a point to
skeptical staff members that said I couldn't do it). A few weeks
the cast became smaller and smaller. I never was given a full
cast - just the two piece fiberglass casts that were wrapped to my arm
bandages and a sling. The pins were weird and strange feeling.
could twist them and feel the metal inside my bones - all except one
that didn't move at all. More weeks went by (causing me to miss a
trip) and then I finally was getting the pins removed. I went in
the doctor and expected to be given a shot or something. It was
crude and simple. He grabbed some pliers out of a drawer and
the pin and yanked them out one at a time. It is hard to
but here goes. Imagine having your tooth pulled when it was ready
come out while having a cold metallic object pass by the nerve as the
left. The fourth pin (which was the one I never was able to twist
play with) didn't come out at first. He yanked several times and
twisting, but that only caused my hand to twist. Eventually he
a big yank and it hurt like heck. It was like the bone was
for that second. It was the only one that when the pin left my
that blood squirted out in spurts. I guess I am glad that at
the first three came out somewhat easily. A few months later I
the bill, and since I was not insured and it was not covered by work it
me a lot. The one item I refused to pay for was the general
since that one doctor gave me it without consent (and the other doctors
me in that decision to not pay for it). I built a hand training
rehabilitation device that I used for months and was able to get my
back to normal. It healed well and haven't had problems with it
- The University of North
Texas from Fall 1994 - Spring 1996 was where I went next.
- For one year (1995-1996)
I was a Nationally rated Men's Gymnastics Judge. It was fun, but
never was able to judge the little boys at the lower levels because at
those meets I was needed to be a coach. I stopped judging
officially, but I continue to keep up with the judging rules. My
little boys at
the gym love to be judged and scored on their routines.
- In the spring of 1995 my
boys gymnastics team won first place at the State Championships!
also had the state all-around champion!
- I graduated in Early
Childhood / Elementary Education / Health with Cum Laude in May
1996. It was a five
year plan (135 hours with student teaching), but I was so motivated to
get it done that I did it in three years while working as a gymnastics
coach and commuting back and forth between Dallas and Denton!
- I was a 3rd Grade Teacher for four years
(1996-2000). I was the department head (Grade Chair / Team
for two years. I was in charge of some committees and spoke on
various topics at meetings and inservices. I got a reputation for
being organized, dependable, and athletic. Many times our
students had the highest TAAS scores in the district! (Later TAAS
- In July of 1999 I learned
how and created this website organizing several aspects of my life and
my family's lives.
- The first job that I had
is the one that I will probably always have. Being a Gymnastics Coach is awesome! (1991-forever
unless God plans something different for me!) I love teaching
classes and coaching team! The boys that I work with have been
and continue to be excellent athletes with great attitudes towards
training and life! I have had State Championship winners on
specific events and as a team in the past. Normally, our boys win
several 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place trophies in a season! We go to
meets to have fun, improve from a previous
performance, and hopefully show our best. We don't go to meets
the intent to beat others. I love teaching and coaching classes
and teams at Eagle's
Wings Athletics (EWA) for tumbling, gymnastics, tramp
& tumbling (T&T), cheerleading, adults, and rock climbing!
- I got many educational
certifications while at a Gymnastics
Association of Texas (GAT) convention
- I also love doing
presentations at gyms and conventions on various topics about
gymnastics components. I almost get as much of a "high" from
getting a great response after a presentation as I do when I have a boy
or group of boys learn a new skill for the first time or when they have
a great meet! I volunteered in 1999 to speak for the first time
Association of Texas (GAT) convention
"Developmental Men's Gymnastics." I was given the opportunity and
to my material covered, the visual aids used (over heads / video /
marker board), the free disks (containing several components to help
organize any boys class or team program), and my style or
presenting...made the seminar a
huge success! I was complimented and listed as a favorite speaker
GAT 1999. It was an incredible new experience!
- I was contacted the next
month to be a guest speaker for an Instructor Training Program (ITP) to
speak on boys gymnastics. The next few years I continued on
speaking on general topics, men's topics, and helping author and speak
for the ITP at GAT. Each
year GAT has a convention for all of the gymnastics
professionals. Educational seminars, demonstrations,
certifications, and meetings take place. I was even asked to volunteer my serves
and run for election as a state board member to help out in various
areas while also representing a voice for the men's community.
I had not
planned on running at first. I had no staff members with me at
GAT convention to help vote for me (because unfortunately that old gym
I was at in the past didn't emphasize the need and importance of
I was one of many running for election. I was given a minute to
a speech like the others and then voting took place (which several
had their entire staff there to help vote for them while I had nobody).
the people chose me due to really liking my background and expertise in
productions as well as my dedication towards the Men's Program. I
became one of the board members for the Gymnastics
Association of Texas (GAT). I
several GAT projects. First, I was the GAT website liaison (but
convention coordinator has taken that on). Second, I
used to organize, create and edit the GAT directory (from
2001-2005). Third, I have
handled the copying and shipping of the ITP2 videos (which I hardly
need to do anymore). Fourth, I
do lectures at conventions for recreational classes and compulsory
teams where I usually show and sell boys gymnastics
videos. Fifth, I co-authored and presented for the ITP1
course. Sixth, I
developed the ITP-Boys
course, which is specifically for teachers and coaches of boys
recreational gymnastics classes and compulsory boys teams (Beginners up
to Level 7).
I am the director (and co-author / co-speaker) for the course. At
GAT 2006 we started the ITP-Boys
2 for teachers and coaches of older and/or optional team boys
(Level 8, 9, & 10 + high school and some college). My new
for GAT is now, "Men's
Program Coordinator," since my focus is primarily education
for the Men's Program.
- In the summer of 2001 I
went on a multi-purpose road trip with a friend and coworker. We
traveled through Oklahoma, Kansas, South Dakota, Wyoming, Colorado, and
New Mexico. We saw "Crazy Horse" (a very large rock sculpture -
still in construction - bigger than Mount Rushmore). Then we did
see "Mount Rushmore"
as well. We climbed around the backside of Mount Rushmore.
Then, we rock climbed Devil's Tower. After that, we saw the
Training Center in Colorado Springs while we visited an exgymnast who
graduating from the Air Force Academy. We explored the "Garden of
the Gods," and then drove back. It was pretty cool.
- On September 11, 2001, I
woke up expecting to have a great day. That was my
birthday. Naturally there was no celebrating going on that
day. It was the day that America was under attack by terrorists
(when they hit the WTC, Pentagon, etc). I was totally in shock as
most of us were that the events being shown
on TV were real. I wanted to do something. I decided to
money rather than blood (because the last time I gave blood my body
not take the loss of blood). It felt good donating money for
I knew was a very important cause. I wondered if my birthday
be the same. It was hard for me to think that in the future I
celebrating my life with family and friends while so many others would
remembering the anniversary of the loss of their loved ones. At
decided to designate a separate day (like the first Saturday or
Sunday after the 11th) each
year as to when I actually celebrate my birthday. However, after
a year or so, it was not weird. Though, usually not a week goes
by without my birthday being mentioned on the news.
- During the spring and
summer of 2002 I worked very hard with a friend and colleague to create
more developmental gymnastics training videos for teachers and coaches
of boys classes and compulsory teams. The end result was that 11 gymnastics videos
now exist enabling the viewer to learn a great deal about the sport
(including basic skills, terms, drills, stations, progressions,
warm ups, conditioning, games, cool down, and more)! A special CD
was created as well having about 40+ files of gymnastics information
was developed and practically utilized for 10+ years.
- In July of 2002 I was
selected as the National Winner for the "How
a Beginner Boys Gymnastics Class and Lesson Plan Contest!" It
- During the Labor Day
weekend of 2002 at the GAT
convention I debuted the ITP-Boys
1 course. It was by far
most rewarding and professionally satisfying experience of my life.
hour course was very well received. The authors, speakers,
directors, board members, and participants were all very impressed.
Naturally, the credit is deservedly shared among everyone!
- On September 11, 2002 (my
birthday and a year after the 9/11 attacks), I had already celebrated
my birthday the Sunday before at Benihanas with family and friends.
coaching gymnastics at work that night. I was asked by the new
assistant to find a coach who was needed on the phone. I looked
and barely saw his head through a small opening in a room. When I
back to tell her where he was I was suddenly pushed by a
the room. The entire boys and girls team, along with several
coaches were in the room. I was not sure what was going on for
the first half of a second. I thought I was interrupting a
meeting of some kind. I looked up and saw banners wishing me
"Happy Birthday", "The Big 30!", and "Over the Hill" all over the
place. A huge sheet cake with many gag gifts, cards, were on the
counter. Everyone sang the b-day song, and then speeches were
made that were appreciated. We
talked, ate, etc. I told them all about my "7-11" story (see at
the very top when I was born) when it
turned 7:11pm during the party. It was very amazing that I did
know about the party at all. I am very observant and usually can
these things (since I had a surprise party when I turned 22, which
me then, but also put me on alert since). Anyway a few coaches
planned this literally for months. They had the boys and girls on
team promise not to say anything to me. They grabbed the boys and
on team as they left the gym to sign the cards a few days before.
was very well planned, and I was totally surprised and literally frozen
for a second or two when it happened. That night I went home to
family. Specifically, my niece was very happy to see me (which
almost always is for any family member). We have a very close
which is more father-daughter like than uncle-niece. She said
birthday in her cute little, slightly inarticulate, high pitched voice.
played, worked on the computer, ate dinner, sang, read, and watched TV.
went to bed and I watched more TV. An episode of "Friends" came
that I never had seen before (which is almost impossible since I tape
watch everyone the day it comes). It was about Rachel's 30th
Hello! It was a cool episode and discussed each of the
b-days. I couldn't believe that another coincidence had happened
my birthday. Turning 30 was a great day!
- In April of 2003 I was
asked to speak at the USAG
National Congress (which in 2003 was in
conjunction with the 100th World Gymnastics Championships making the
convention an International one that year). I was told that only
about 20 men were asked to speak that year from the world! My
educational and professional development have always been important to
me in whatever I do. My family has always been supportive of me
and my achievements. Most current co-workers and a few past
co-workers have also been supportive
(but unfortunately some have not due to insecurity, jealousy, defiance,
ignorance, etc). The parents of the boys I coach have been almost
all incredibly supportive! Many teachers, coaches, coordinators,
judges, and/or gym owners throughout the state, region, and nation have
been supportive of me throughout my career at meets, conventions,
- In June of 2003 I finally
was able to go through and organize and update every single photo
album, collage frame, and season's T-shirt. I created 24 collage frames
showing pictures sequentially of my family from my grandparents to my
parents, to my sisters and brother, to cousins, to family trips, to
nephews and nieces, and more! The photo albums are also all
categorized and organized by snow trips, gymnastics, family life,
etc. The season's T-shirts are those for my teams over the years
having one per season. Each shirt has an iron-on picture of the
boys on the team that year.
- My family and some extended
family members went on a ski trip in Dec. 2003 and then a Cruise in
June 2004. On the ski trip I did many ski jumps and broke my
record by doing a jump at about 78 feet (or possibly farther)!
John and I both dressed up as Santa on the trip. I even
snowbladed as Santa at times on Christmas Day! The kids (nephews
and nieces) had fun burying me and wrestling with me in the snow by the
Condo. On the Cruise the kids also buried me in the sand. I
did a handstand
out on the rocks in the ocean at Key West. I came
out quite a bit ahead in the casino and won the BlackJack Tournament
for the entire Cruise! At the end of the trip I won the Rock
Climbing Contest! It was a great trip. Both trips were
awesome! Check out the pics at the family pages,
which some are on my site and others are on my brother John's site.
- I made a special small
collage of pictures of myself in a frame for every family member in the
family with my philosophy underneath it. The pictures are also
shown in the same collage on my "Greg in a Nutshell
- From the summer of 2004 to
the Spring of 2005 we had massive work to do to finish the new house we
were building. We had deadlines, extensions, extra costs here and
there, many obstacles, the worst weather and mud ever, etc.
we worked hard each and every day building, and we can honestly say
built our house from scratch! On April 10th we moved into our new
house!! Many pictures are online, and more will come soon!
- One night on the way home
from work (which is about a 45 minute commute for me) I was getting
followed very closely by a car on a one lane, no passing street.
I am not the type to brake and annoy those on my tail. In fact I
try and move over when possible. Usually I am the faster one on
the road, but I was going about the speed limit of 55 at the
time. Anyway, when I got to a T-intersection to turn right the
flashing lights went on, on the car behind me. It was a police
car obviously. I turned the corner and pulled over to see another
police car facing me with its lights on as well. I proceeded to
get my license and registration ready. I wasn't really stressed
since it had been years since I had been pulled over for
speeding. I knew I could do defensive driving to get it
dismissed. Anyway, before getting my stuff ready I heard over the
radio a loud yell, "TURN OFF YOUR ENGINE, DROP YOUR KEYS OUT OF THE CAR
WINDOW! GET OUT OF THE CAR!" Immediately I thought, "Ok,
these guys are serious and must think I was driving drunk or
something." I got out and they continued to yell at me. My
hands were at my sides and I heard the click of their guns as they
yelled, "GET YOUR HANDS UP, WALK BACKWARDS, NOW GET ON YOUR KNEES, LAY
DOWN..." I simply said, "Yes sir," and did so. They
forcefully handcuffed my arms and yanking my shoulders (which are
already messed up from past injuries and too much spotting of kids in
gymnastics). They threw me on the hood of their car and then
turned me around to sit down on the bumper. I said, "I know I was
speeding a bit, but I wasn't drinking or anything." I was told to
be quiet while they were searching my car. They found my wallet
in the car (that I was trying to get ready for them earlier). I
was forced to point with my nose to where my license was. They
got it and proceeded to check my information out. The officer
holding/guarding me started to act like he was about to do a full body
cavity search. I was thinking, "What the heck is going on
here?!" Before anything crazier happened the first officer came
back after checking out my information. He said, "Mr. Schram, I
apologize for all this. Basically what happened was a few hours
ago the police received threats in this area from a 25-35 year old man
who was driving a green 4Runner. Well, you fit that
description. When you got out of the car and we saw you wearing a
red hat and blue shirt it really put us on alert since the man in
question was also wearing a red hat and blue shirt. We checked
you out, and obviously you are not the guy." I asked what kind of
threats were going on, but they weren't able to tell me details, but it
sounded terrorist-like. So I asked if I was going to get a ticket
for speeding. They said, "No sir. We screwed up
here. You are free to go." I left and have had this
interesting story to tell since. However, every time I cross that
bridge on that street by the T-intersection I get flash backs of
hearing the gun clicks and getting thrown around in hand cuffs.
- For several years while
working at my old gym there were many problems that were getting worse
and worse concerning administrative issues. The staff was almost
daily telling me about problems
they were having with other staff members - specifically a few who were
in charge of the program. Over the years certain issues warranted
the need for me and others to try and fix problems. Sometimes
things were fixed, sometimes they were made worse, and other times they
were simply ignored. The mentality of the old gym was and is
different than normal club gyms. Anyway, after things became
worse to the point that I felt very strongly compelled to voice my
opinion, I did so. I naturally upset a few in charge (though
nearly all the rest of the staff and parents supported me). I was
asked to explain how things could be made better. When given this
opportunity I interviewed the staff and compiled notes, which became a
4 page letter of suggested ideas. The ideas were presented.
They liked the ideas and even implemented nearly everyone one.
Then they switched gears and things were
said in a meeting to me that were completely false that I was able to
defend easily having saved my files and organizing my notes. Some
things were not permitted by me to defend even though the proof was
obviously right there in print because they didn't want to deal with
it. That meeting turned around emotionally again, and they
started complimenting me, and boosting my confidence in their ability
to fix the problems in the gym. They even said things like, "You
know Greg, those people (mentioning the names of the two people in
charge at the gym) won't always be there, and when
they leave we need someone with the ability and courage to take over
and run things. Doing what you did here took guts." Well,
after that meeting, a string of emails among staff members voicing our
personal opinions, and few more meetings with the entire staff (which
explained more of the same), we thought things were getting better
until I was called into another meeting just before Christmas. I
prepared all my notes and files again. The meeting was very
short. It had the two individuals in charge of the program and
the administrative officials
there. I was told that my services were no longer required with
them, to turn in my key, to pack up all my things,
and to leave. They were very cold and impersonal. I was a
bit shocked considering what they told me before. I did as I was
told. It took a couple hours to pack it all up. I had 15
years worth of stuff in the gym. They said not to contact any
parents. Obviously I called my friend Bret Stout who had been
trying to recruit me to his gym, Eagle's Wings Athletics, where he and
my other friend and past co-worker, Johnny Stout, (Bret's brother)
coach. He hired me
immediately. Then the next few hours were nuts with me going to
the new gym, parents calling me because they were given a false email
from the old gym basically stating that I left without
saying goodbye (as if it was on my terms when in fact they let me go on
their terms), and getting several emails as well. I made sure not
to contact any parents and recruit boys. I only spoke with
parents who contacted me first. They then helped spread the
word. I told them that if they were happy at the old gym to stay
there and wait to see how things go. However, if they wanted to
come to Eagle's Wings then they are welcome to. Many crazy things
were going on, but I couldn't deal with all of it at the time since I
was preparing for my vacation to go on a cruise that next
morning. (Note: If you ever want a roller coaster of
emotions then do this...get wrongfully terminated from one job that you
have had for 15 years, get hired by friends at another job, and then go
on a cruise in the same 24 hour period).
- I went on the cruise with
naturally many weird thoughts going on in my head. I was thinking
about the boys and girls that I wouldn't be coaching any more, the
parents who would freak out, the staff, etc. I wasn't sure how
the new staff, gymnasts, and parents would accept me. I tried to
put those emotions on hold and have a fun cruise. Well, I
did! I climbed the rock wall (and won 3 gold medals in
competitions), played dodge ball (where a few times I was the last man
standing for our team), worked out, gambled in the casino, ate lots of
food, went to the beaches, went on an underwater submarine tour, and I
saw some great shows. It was a blast! Pictures and video
will be created of this trip when I get a chance.
- After returning from the
trip I started work at Eagle's Wings Athletics. It took a few
weeks to get settled in and used to the schedule. About 8+
gymnasts came over from the old gym to Eagle's Wings. Also, when
Bret realized that I was handy with building things he had me work on a
few projects. The projects I have done so far are building...2
Buckets for the Pommel Horse/Mushroom area, the Pommel Horse/Mushroom
area's matting, spotting rig for Tramp, spotting rig for Rings,
spotting rig for P-bars, 3 spotting rigs for High Bar / Pit Bar, pit
P-bars and padding them, a special traveling spotting rig for Floor /
Vault / Mini-Tramp, a large
padded bench and big padded boxes as standing and safety platforms for
the trampoline and tumble trak, 4 new rings stations from the ceiling,
10 new parallets, a parallet wall station, extra tramp padding and
steps, fixed several mushrooms & high buck, cargo net in the pit,
bungee stations for high bar and ring work, and the biggest project has
been the rock
climbing wall and climbing cave.
- As mentioned above GAT 2006
debuted the ITP-Boys
2 for teachers and coaches of older and/or optional team boys
(Level 8, 9, & 10 + high school and some college). It was
very well received. We just had it again at GAT 2008.
- So, life is good. I
work at Eagle's Wings Athletics (EWA) teaching several classes and
teams of all ages and abilities. The Christian atmosphere from
the staff, parents, and
gymnasts is awesome! (Note: The name "Eagle's Wings" comes
from the scripture from the Bible (Isaiah 40:31), "I will raise you up
Wings...") I work on a few state boards and a few committees
various projects for scholarships and/or educational purposes. I
spend time with family and friends. Things are great.
- At the
time I typed this section of my biography (and then updated it again)
things have been
going incredibly well! I am at peace with everything in my life.
I absolutely love spending my free time with family. I do
so by being with my parents, brother, sisters, in laws, nephews,
nieces, cousins, uncles, aunts, etc. while spending time at the big
land, at our house, while going to movies, parties, special events, and
more. I love the intellectual child development aspect, as well
as the fun aspect of children playing and learning things in their
everyday lives. I enjoy being a part of that experience and
helping guide my nephews and nieces in their journeys. I am
probably the type of uncle who leans closer to being a parent than an
because of how close I am to my nephews and nieces and because of how
time I spend with them on a regular basis.
- I like making
special videos for family, friends, and work. These normally are
videos of cruises, ski trips, banquets, weddings, gymnastics
presentations, sporting events, and other special events. I have
my own "Greg Schram Entertainment" Video
Productions business at home (1991-). I will be making
mostly gymnastics videos in the future. Currently I am in
post-production on a brand new series of DVDs for Drills, Stations,
& Progressions for boys gymnastics.
- I plan on writing some
books for gymnastics instructors on simple methods for fun, safe,
productive, and organized teaching of gymnastics components! I
might even write some realistic-fiction gymnastics short stories or
novels for the gymnasts!
- I have now been on 8
cruises (Caribbean) and 25 snow trips (New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, and
Canada) with family, friends, clubs, and/or coworkers!
- On June 1st of 2008 without
telling anyone except my parents...I went skydiving.
My friends, family, and co-workers have known that I wanted to go and
had said that I had to do it soon. It had been on my list of
things to do before I turn 36. I have others before I turn 40/50
(like receive certain awards, hold certain positions in the gymnastics
community, etc). Anyway, I went and it was awesome!! Here
are the details. I got there early. It was far away in Fort
Worth. The owner was also my instructor. We went through
tons of paper work, and then he left to take someone before me to do
his jump. I saw them land about 45 minutes later. Then I
got geared up, which really was just a harness since he had the
chute. I wore my EWA warm up suit, which they said was perfect
and probably more comfortable than a jump suit. We got in the
plane and spent about 30 minutes going up in circles like an upside
down wedding cake based on the rules of flight pathes /
restrictions. We talked about various things unrelated to sky
diving. We did about 5 minutes prep. The video guy got out
of the plane first. I then obviously was a bit freaked inside,
but I didn't want it to show,...so I simply did as I was told.
The instructor was harnessed to my back at this point and we got out of
the plane and stood with one foot on a tiny 6 inch ledge under the wing
of the plane. The wind was crazy. It was hard to hear
anything. I had to let go and cross my arms on my chest, while
looking down at the earth 2 miles up with only one foot on the tiny
ledge. We did a 1-2-3 go and simply released the plane with the
video guy right there in front of me. It was nothing like a
roller coaster. It was and is like floating on a bubble of
air. I am the type of person who loves roller coasters and
thrills like cliff jumping, but I also usually yell and get excited as
I fall. This was different. It was an instant feeling of
peace. My mouth didn't even open. As we were falling at
terminal velocity it was a bit tough to control the air being breathed
in, but the rest was awesome. Then we did the chute and it was
not like you see on TV or the way it looks even on my video. The
"jerk" up is just an illusion. It was fine and no big deal.
The ride down with the chute was incredible and amazingly
peaceful. It felt like we weren't moving. I saw our shadow
going alongside the cars on the highway, and we were moving as fast as
they were. Then we did some loops and turns and went the other
way. It looked as if we were motionless from the shadow's
perspective. As we got closer to the ground we made our approach
to land. This was where gymnastics training paid off. We
needed to do what they call a "flair," which even though this is a gym
term it actually is the same motion as a "cross" on rings. We had
to pull the straps down the side and then lift our knees up to be able
to slow down and walk out of the landing. We did just that and it
was so easy. I loved it. I told the video guy, "I am so
going to be doing that a lot!" I plan to keep skydiving and
jumping as time/money permit. It is the coolest feeling in the
- I have a lot to update on this bio page for
events that happened in my life from June 2008 - March 2010.
Hopefully, I will get to that soon!! (It will include all of the
awards/honors that my boys and/or I have received, exciting moments in
and out of the gym, an incredible vacation, and more. Those who
are friends with me on Facebook see (or already have seen) updated
images since I update FB faster.
- Here are a few stats on
what we have...We currently have a 50 foot tower
on our land. It has a 250 foot long zip line to slide down.
It also has five levels. The walls are designed for different
ability climbers. We
built a barn house
that my sister and her family live in now while its in its last few
stages. Our new
house has been our most recent big
that is also on the land. This three-story house is between
4200-5000 square feet (depending on whether you count some unfinished
areas). We moved into the house in April of 2005. Next to it is a
playground/fort for little kids that my brother, John is designing and
with some help from me, my Dad, and brother-in-law, David.
- Here are some more basic
and current stats on me...I am currently 36 years old, weigh about 150
lbs, am 5'9", have blonde hair and blue eyes. My favorite color is royal blue. My favorite foods are
pasta and chocolate. My
top ten favorite movies of all time are, "The Passion of The Christ" ,
Commandments" , "Superman
The Movie (and Superman Returns tied with it)" , "Back To The Future" ,
"Goonies" , "ET" , "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" , "Jurassic
Park" , "Independence Day" , and "Planet of the
Apes" (old & new).
My favorite TV shows (old and new) are/were "Little House on the
Prairie" , "The Cosby Show" , "Highway to Heaven" , "The Rifleman" ,
"Alias" , "Smallville" , "LOST" , "ER" , "Friends" ,
"Fear Factor" , "24" , "The West Wing" , "Stargate -
SG1" , "Crossing Jordan" , "Boston Legal" , "The Apprentice" , "Chuck"
, "Heroes" , "Deal or No Deal" , "Eureka" and more.
My favorite topics of reading are sports, science fiction,
realistic-future fiction, and biblical prophecy - like The Left Behind series.
My favorite "sit and
order" restaurants are Benihanas, Cheddars, The Olive Garden, and On
the Border. My
favorite "fast food" restaurants are Arby's, Subway, Burger King,
and KFC. My
favorite cafeterias are The Golden Corral and Furrs. My favorite games are playing cards
(poker, black jack, sumba canasta, spades, hearts, etc.)
- My absolute favorite
activities are spending hours at a time with my niece (on the computer,
reading, singing, playing, or even when doing chores), spending time
with family at the land (climbing, rappelling, doing the zip line,
etc), exercising, and going to the opening day of a really anticipated
- I'm the second of four
children in our family .
- Father - Leon Schram - Computer Science
Teacher, Book Writer, Speaker, & Club Sponsor. Previously in
RISD for 23 years but retired and now is teaching at a private school
- John Paul II.
He immigrated from Holland and
then after high school was a Green Beret, a travel agent, and a Gold
Level Arthur Murry Dancer/Instructor (where he met my mother as one of
- Mother - Isolde Schram - Retired
Infant/Toddler/Preschool Program Director. She was a beautician
in Washington, D.C. She managed a beauty salon and did Mrs.
Nixon's hair! She was asked to make the first Ronald MacDonald
wig! She has been taking care of children for 30+ years!
- John Schram - Computer
Teacher / Book Writer.
He is married and has two daughters - one of which is
adopted. He is a high school
teacher previously in
RISD for many years but now is teaching at a private school
- John Paul II with my father as he did at in RISD in the past.
Maria Garcia - Gymnastics Coach also
at Eagle's Wings Athletics (EWA). She is married and has two sons and a
teaches many levels of gymnastics from little 3 year old preschoolers
to girls on the team.
Sister - Heidi Schram - Works at Million Air
with flights while also continuing as a cocktail waitress and
mother of a beautiful little girl. She is expecting a little boy
in Feb of 2009.