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Winter 2009
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
accountant 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.
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…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 Simply Believe in Love
By Katie Wolfert
Love is the kindergarten of our lives. It lives in others, and that’s why I believe in it. It connects us
all. It’s sometimes the deep understanding of people who are completely different from us. Our
compassion stems from love. Love gives us hope, because it lives in us and knowing that gives
us hope for humanity and the people that surround us. I believe in love, because everyone can
experience it. It’s different perhaps for everyone. To some, love is a song. It is summer, the wind,
a prayer, a kiss, a word… It’s trusting and caring. No matter what kind of love you experience,
it’s everything we want to have and experience in life. Some refuse it and some cherish it.
What will do you?
I Believe It’s Important to Love
Every day 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
important it is to love every day you have on this earth
and to never take anything for granted. The days may
be ordinary, but you are never going to have them back,
so you have to live them to their fullest. You can’t be afraid.
That is what I believe.
Refections on the Beliefs that Shape our Lives.
By LeeAnn Beard ’08