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I Believe in Hard Work
By Zachary Hurst
I believe hard work always pays off in one way or another.
My father came from a family that didn’t have much. He
graduated from high school, attended a university and
earned two degrees, while working all the way through
school. He now holds two jobs, one as a corporate ac-
countant and the other as a part-time employee for a
grocery store. My father works seven days a week, and it
is a rare occasion for him to take time off work.
My mother could not afford to go to college. She began
working in that same grocery store and has become one
of the top managers in her district. My parents worked
hard to make their lives better…and so that my sister and I
could grow up having things they did not.
When I fnd it hard to do something and want to quit, I
always think about how my life would be different if they
would have just quit… There is no way I can ever repay
them for what they have done for me; all I can do is
always work hard myself. This I believe.
I Believe in Indecision
By Rachael Dunetts
I believe in being indecisive and having many beliefs, as long as they feel right in your head and
heart. I believe in staying up late and sleeping in. I believe in giving 100 percent when you only
have 80. I believe in love, arguing, and jamming out by myself in the car. I believe in kisses on the
forehead. I believe in long kisses, smiling till your cheeks hurt, and laughing until you cry. I believe in
having someone tell you that you are beautiful. I believe in doing something that you love. I believe
in swinging on swings and playing in the rain. I believe in random acts of kindness. I believe in
second chances. I believe in miracles. And I believe in passion.
I Believe It’s Important to Love
Everyday You Have on This Earth…
By Amanda Seitter
I was recouping from a recent heartbreak when I came
home to fnd my mother walking my show horse in the dark.
Romeo had colic, which meant that if he rolled, he might
twist his intestines and die. We stayed up all night and took
turns walking him. The next day, when the vet arrived, he
was not improving… His stomach was twisting, and it was
only a matter of time. It hit me like a rock.
Romeo was the horse I never got to show at the State Fair,
because I was too preoccupied with the boy who broke
my heart. I didn’t get to have him in my senior pictures like I
planned. Instead I had to watch him drop to the ground
after the lethal injection and take his last breath.
That day forever changed my life. It showed me how it is
important to love everyday you have on this earth and to
never take anything for granted. They days may be ordinary
but you are never going to have them back, so you have
to live them to their fullest. We need to grab any opportu-
nity that comes our way, because we might never get that
chance again. You can’t be afraid. That is what I believe.
Refections on the Beliefs That Shape Our Lives.