My Simple Essay

My Indecisiveness Essay

I find that it can be very hard for me to make decisions at times. Usually I cannot make up my mind because I keep finding positive reasons about all the things I am deciding between. I get frustrated when I cannot make up my mind and people are pressuring me. I discovered that all this indecisiveness business began with my great, great, great grandpa Joe. Clearly, I am a very indecisive person.

When it comes down to making decisions, I find there are positives to everything, which make decisions very hard to make. Like, for example, yesterday I was trying to decide whether or not I should choose my favorite teacher for the subject of my essay, or my favorite place. I kept finding positive reasons for both subjects making decisiveness impossible. In the end, I did not choose either of them. Finally, I chose this topic - my indecisiveness.

I get frustrated when I cannot make up my mind. It is like my body is fighting itself. The frustration increases when people start pressuring me. When they pressure me to make a decision, it influences my decision and I do not like the feeling in my body when that happens.

I was talking with my mother yesterday and I discovered that my family has a long history of ancestors who are indecisive. It started with my great, great, great, grandpa Joe. He was trying to decide which chicken farmer to purchase chickens from. All of one farmer’s chickens were cheap and ‘crappy’ while the other farmer’s chickens were expensive and good quality. For some reason it took him a very long time – months in fact – to make his choice. In the end, he bought the cheap and ‘crappy’ chickens. When he ate the chicken, he got serious food poisoning and died on spot. So it has passed that every single generation after him got disease of indecisiveness. All the way down to me.

As you can see, I am truly indecisiveness. I get frustrated when I can’t make decisions and I know where I got my indecisiveness. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I didn’t have to carry that burden on my back.

-Josha R.

Uniforms

Uniforms can be very helpful or very annoying but everyone has a different opinion. Uniforms can be good because students don’t have to worry about what they wear. They can also be annoying because sometimes the uniform is ugly or uncomfortable. Most students do not like uniforms, and I will tell you why.


Uniforms can be helpful to students. In the morning when students wake up and get ready for school, they are usually in a big rush and don’t have time to decide what to wear. With uniforms they already have the clothes chosen for them. Also there is always the dilemma of if your clothes are okay to wear and what other people will be wearing, with uniforms you don’t have to worry about that.


Uniforms can also be very annoying. Sometimes uniforms are uncomfortable and itchy. Uniforms do not come in all sizes and cost a lot of money. Children grow during the school year and buying a new uniform in the middle of the year can cost a lot of money so something that fit you in the beginning of the year might be too small by the middle of the school year.


Most students do not like uniforms. In some schools, students also need to wear certain kinds of shoes. Some students do not like the style or color of their school uniform. Another reason students do not like uniforms is that they can be itchy and uncomfortable to wear.


As you can see, uniforms can be good or bad depending on your opinion. They can be good because you might not have time to decide on what to wear in the morning. But they can be bad because they might be very uncomfortable. Many students that have uniforms do not like them and look forward to days when they do not need to wear their school uniform. So, in conclusion, uniforms are not god or bad.

Types of Homes I've Lived In

Types of Homes I’ve Lived In

Hey. Hey you. Yeah you. Now answer me this question. How many different types of homes can you think of. Don’t tell me. But I can imagine that what ever you are thinking of, whether it be a tiny apartment or a large apartment. A big house, or a huge house I can guarantee you that I have already lived in it.
Living in a tiny apartment with my parents as an only child, life was pretty easy. Even though it might have been a little bit squishy, it was a quiet little home. It only lasted as my home before the next home came along.
I’ve lived in many homes, but I can guarantee you that this was by far the worst home I lived in. Here’s why. The same year that we had moved into the larger apartment, we had a new member of the family join us, which meant that I would have to share my room with her. And I had a small room as it was so I would just have to add more clutter to my room. It had a nice little living room, a kitchen so it was just like any old apartment.
This next paragraph is about my first house. It was a nice little house with a huge backyard. I had friends that lived nearby, and they would play with me just about every day. We also lived near by the synogogue, so it would only take us about 5 minutes to walk there. I think that this was probably the nicest house I have lived in.
Now huge houses might be a little problem because they are hard to take care of. I still like the house and I am currentlly living in the house I am about to write about. This house is the biggest home I have lived in. We are renting out our basement to a lady named Danielle but we still have another play space because this house happens to have a cellarium. Although some people like to call it a sun room. We have a familly room, a living room, a dinning room with an extendable table, and a big huge backyard.
Now you probably understand that even though it may sound strange, it is true that I have lived in pretty much every kind of home. But believe me, you only want to live in the home that is right for you. It could be a big house or a huge house, a tiny apartment or a large apartment, whatever works for you, works for me. I hope that your home is a Home Sweet Home.