This I Believe Essay
Sharona PasinaKalolo-Lam
This I believe Essay
2nd Period 4/13/2012
Karma Strikes and Miracles Rescue
I have many beliefs— having fun, changing lives, laughing, or just simply smiling to others. But those are all small beliefs that we all have. But my belief is stopped short when it comes to karma.
It was a tremendous spring break; beautiful flowers I have never seen before blooming outside the side window of the church. Who would have known karma could strike on an amazing spring day. I was sitting in the pews lost in thought that I didn’t even know that the preacher asked me a question. I looked up to see what he wanted. When I didn’t answer he just turned and begins preaching about daily sins, and karma. When I look to my right, Ancelinna was trying to conceal her smile while mom was throwing spears at me with her eyes; knowing I was going to get a stupid lecture about paying attention after mass.
What does she expect from a five year old? To listen? No way! Anyway, as I turned my attention back to the preacher he was still talking about the same thing, repeating karma over and over. As soon as mass was over, Ancelinna and I walked to the side of the church where rocks, flowers, and sand laid. No one is allowed there due to the rock sliding of huge rocks the size of a cow.
As we both climb over the fence, barking dogs approach the other end where we just climbed from. Ancelinna and I ran until we reached the ladder top to the balcony of the church side. I jumped onto the small balcony helping Ancelinna up. Thankfully we haven’t got caught or we would have gotten the spanking of our lives. We high fived each other and decided to fool around.
We grabbed three huge rocks and chucked it at the pigs’ heads, which were sitting by the beach shore. We laughed stirring up trouble as usual. We stayed up there for about an hour playing truth or dare. It was now my turn to be dared. Ancelinna
This I believe Essay
2nd Period 4/13/2012
Karma Strikes and Miracles Rescue
I have many beliefs— having fun, changing lives, laughing, or just simply smiling to others. But those are all small beliefs that we all have. But my belief is stopped short when it comes to karma.
It was a tremendous spring break; beautiful flowers I have never seen before blooming outside the side window of the church. Who would have known karma could strike on an amazing spring day. I was sitting in the pews lost in thought that I didn’t even know that the preacher asked me a question. I looked up to see what he wanted. When I didn’t answer he just turned and begins preaching about daily sins, and karma. When I look to my right, Ancelinna was trying to conceal her smile while mom was throwing spears at me with her eyes; knowing I was going to get a stupid lecture about paying attention after mass.
What does she expect from a five year old? To listen? No way! Anyway, as I turned my attention back to the preacher he was still talking about the same thing, repeating karma over and over. As soon as mass was over, Ancelinna and I walked to the side of the church where rocks, flowers, and sand laid. No one is allowed there due to the rock sliding of huge rocks the size of a cow.
As we both climb over the fence, barking dogs approach the other end where we just climbed from. Ancelinna and I ran until we reached the ladder top to the balcony of the church side. I jumped onto the small balcony helping Ancelinna up. Thankfully we haven’t got caught or we would have gotten the spanking of our lives. We high fived each other and decided to fool around.
We grabbed three huge rocks and chucked it at the pigs’ heads, which were sitting by the beach shore. We laughed stirring up trouble as usual. We stayed up there for about an hour playing truth or dare. It was now my turn to be dared. Ancelinna