Last summer, I met a man named Robert Stephens. He is running to be a Durham City council member to make a change in his community. This is his passion, one which was instilled in him by his father, whose life motto was that if you see something wrong, you’re obligated to try and fix it. His father is dead; he succumbed to a heart attack after saving his neighbor’s children from a house fire. Mr. Stephens told us this story to show how his father was committed to his belief and to show how he was committed to his own. The passion behind his goal was infectious. I wanted to help him campaign, or work with him, or something because I was so moved by his intense belief.
This is not the first time I caught another's passion. I had caught it before in AP Environmental Science. Notoriously the easiest AP class, it was by far the most interesting class I have ever been in. My teacher, Ms. Hunter, spoke with fire about the horrors of the great pacific garbage patch, condemned the destructive practices of industrial farming, and discussed in awe the advancements of alternative energy. No teacher cared about their subject as much as she did. She even invited guest speakers and organized field trips to further our education. …show more content…
I run Cross Country, and in every meet I run as hard as I can for 3.1 miles. It is horrible. Everything burns, and the fastest people are like olympians compared to the rest of us. To top it off, the minute I stop, the contents of my stomach come out my mouth. And yet I love every race. I love the weight in my legs, the ragged breath and fight for a place at the end. It is all so important to me. And now it is important to a freshman named Kyle. I have described to him the aches of a race, and how proud I feel after enduring so much agony. I hear Kyle talk about how much he hates running now, but also how much he loves it. And I am filled with pride that I could have influenced his
This is not the first time I caught another's passion. I had caught it before in AP Environmental Science. Notoriously the easiest AP class, it was by far the most interesting class I have ever been in. My teacher, Ms. Hunter, spoke with fire about the horrors of the great pacific garbage patch, condemned the destructive practices of industrial farming, and discussed in awe the advancements of alternative energy. No teacher cared about their subject as much as she did. She even invited guest speakers and organized field trips to further our education. …show more content…
I run Cross Country, and in every meet I run as hard as I can for 3.1 miles. It is horrible. Everything burns, and the fastest people are like olympians compared to the rest of us. To top it off, the minute I stop, the contents of my stomach come out my mouth. And yet I love every race. I love the weight in my legs, the ragged breath and fight for a place at the end. It is all so important to me. And now it is important to a freshman named Kyle. I have described to him the aches of a race, and how proud I feel after enduring so much agony. I hear Kyle talk about how much he hates running now, but also how much he loves it. And I am filled with pride that I could have influenced his