I just need to know if this essay is good or not and if there are anyways I can improve on it. Topic of your choice. I described an event in my school and how it affected others.
What am I going to say? Deciding what word to choose for speaking allows me to grasp the possible as well as help me better explain the impossible. This helps to make both a reality. The inevitable becomes my fear when I speak because my thoughts have been translated into something that exists. The core of my personality is now tangible. The silence of wonder is broken when I speak.
As I travel through the cauldron of my memories, I notice that I'm undergoing a constant revolution within myself, so that I can be the difference. The emotions I experience are a clinging to my dynamic speaking each day.
A new essence of myself was shaped at a typical student government meeting two years ago. This was a time in which everybody sat around and proposed ideas that were hardly ever fulfilled. I hadn't slept much two days before. However, when the wintry breeze grazed my face and became a part of me for a second, I realized that the past for me was now gone. My speaking skills were now a thing of the future. With a burning insertion of vehemence I said, "We are now at the crosshairs of a new era. You can choose to stay the same or to change into a governing body that does what it says. The lies of the past can be erased. (I hit my hand against the wall) It is you who must decide for the betterment of Yonkers High."
Mostly everybody in the room was heartless for a moment. The atmosphere hadn't settled, but then the student government members all agreed. From that point forward the insignificant became significant because we began to help the students and listen to them. I was now perceived as someone who took a definitive stance as a leader.
Now when I inhale at the end of each thought, I forge through my upbringings into a place within me that is self changed. My interpretation is ignited by my inception of reason. My speaking is a depiction not of what I am physically but, of what I believe. Speaking is the conveying of the realism in my mind. Every movement of my hand when I speak is a trail of my emotions. My hand may rise or fall, but be certain that it will never be level because there is no balance too one side of me.
When all is over, I stand and look back. I understand from my action, more or less is due to my change. In this way it became the new way of life. It was new way of life, not only for myself, but also for the enlightenment of others. Several of the leaders in Student government were unable to stand still for a moment longer. Slowly they began to step down for they could no longer hide behind the lies of their actions. Though very few stood firm with faces of uncertainty, there was a feeling of hope for it was time for the start of something new. The eyes of the students, teachers, and leaders of Yonkers High School were now open. They could see now just how much the school could flourish and it did. The school surged forward and that is what speaking is. Speaking is living. It is yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Speaking is making the everyday a new day and a better day for all
What am I going to say? Deciding what word to choose for speaking allows me to grasp the possible as well as help me better explain the impossible. This helps to make both a reality. The inevitable becomes my fear when I speak because my thoughts have been translated into something that exists. The core of my personality is now tangible. The silence of wonder is broken when I speak.
As I travel through the cauldron of my memories, I notice that I'm undergoing a constant revolution within myself, so that I can be the difference. The emotions I experience are a clinging to my dynamic speaking each day.
A new essence of myself was shaped at a typical student government meeting two years ago. This was a time in which everybody sat around and proposed ideas that were hardly ever fulfilled. I hadn't slept much two days before. However, when the wintry breeze grazed my face and became a part of me for a second, I realized that the past for me was now gone. My speaking skills were now a thing of the future. With a burning insertion of vehemence I said, "We are now at the crosshairs of a new era. You can choose to stay the same or to change into a governing body that does what it says. The lies of the past can be erased. (I hit my hand against the wall) It is you who must decide for the betterment of Yonkers High."
Mostly everybody in the room was heartless for a moment. The atmosphere hadn't settled, but then the student government members all agreed. From that point forward the insignificant became significant because we began to help the students and listen to them. I was now perceived as someone who took a definitive stance as a leader.
Now when I inhale at the end of each thought, I forge through my upbringings into a place within me that is self changed. My interpretation is ignited by my inception of reason. My speaking is a depiction not of what I am physically but, of what I believe. Speaking is the conveying of the realism in my mind. Every movement of my hand when I speak is a trail of my emotions. My hand may rise or fall, but be certain that it will never be level because there is no balance too one side of me.
When all is over, I stand and look back. I understand from my action, more or less is due to my change. In this way it became the new way of life. It was new way of life, not only for myself, but also for the enlightenment of others. Several of the leaders in Student government were unable to stand still for a moment longer. Slowly they began to step down for they could no longer hide behind the lies of their actions. Though very few stood firm with faces of uncertainty, there was a feeling of hope for it was time for the start of something new. The eyes of the students, teachers, and leaders of Yonkers High School were now open. They could see now just how much the school could flourish and it did. The school surged forward and that is what speaking is. Speaking is living. It is yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Speaking is making the everyday a new day and a better day for all