Here is a persuasive speech that I wrote for AP Language and Composition earlier this year. It's about oral hygiene and has a humorous twang.
A man with rotting, discolored teeth approached me on the streets of Boston yesterday. He approached me and ranted to me, for what seemed like hours, about “his cause,” and why I should donate to it. I stood their dazed as his brown teeth, hanging from purple gums, spewed yellow saliva into my face. I did not recoil, I did not complain, and I did not listen to a single word he said – I was too fixated on the bacteria breeding and brewing under his gray, scaly tongue. Finally, he ended his eloquent speech and offered me his outstretched palms. I gave him a toothbrush and walked …show more content…
All because of that cursed plaque! Those wretched little blobs and globs of germs that puncture holes in your teeth in a million wretched little ways, and eventually lead to despair as your teeth collapse under their own weight…Plaque must be stopped…and can be! And I think you know how.
Jerry Nophlous describes his battle with gum disease as, “a terrible ordeal. My gums just wouldn’t stop bleeding, and when I actually remembered to brush my teeth, it proved to be a torrent of pain and misery!” Ebert and Roeper gave Gingivitis two thumbs down before they realized it wasn’t a movie – though if it was a movie, it would probably receive an Academy Award in the category of Worst Movie Ever.
I used to have problems with oral hygiene – in the days when I was a stupid, punk kid with nothing to lose by not brushing my teeth. Yes, I was the hotshot rebel who always said “No way” to the man, and his tooth-enslaving devices. But things changed. One night, when I was having a toothbrush bonfire in my dentist’s backyard, I felt a sharp pain a in my mouth. It started as just a burst of discomfort, but it gradually escalated into something unbearable. Little by little my gums erupted like volcanoes, spewing blood, like magma, out of their diseased cavities. It was a dreadful