Time I Learned a Lesson
Chandler Myers
Faria
English 10 – Period 3
20 August 2012
Narrative Speech
A typical sight in the halls of Hamilton High School are the tall and built young men of the football team. Some are smiling and conversing with friends while others are absorbed in their own thoughts and often run over short students, like myself. But, one item specifically screams football player, the jug of water. These football players have to drink a large quantity of water on and off the field to stay hydrated and feeling healthy. While living in a state as hot as Arizona, not only do the football players have to drink a lot of water, but everyone else as well. The day I didn’t taught me a lesson: Actions, good or bad, are followed with consequences. I thought my body would be perfectly fine without some water for the day but boy was I wrong. Just minutes before the incident, the only item on my mind was how fun the rap concert would be the following night. Little did I know, I would not be attending. A late night trip to Albertsons isn’t rare for my family as we forget things quite easily (and when I say we I mean I). I entered Albertsons with a mental list of Tylenol, snacks, and Gatorade. Yet, I still made my way to the ice cream aisle as I seem to always be gravitated towards it. Hmm, what flavor sounds good? Ben and Jerry’s Peach Cobbler gets me every time! I reach out to grab that perfect concoction and smack! My body now lays lifeless on the floor as I blackout. Seconds, minutes, maybe hours later I become conscious. I make an effort to move my limbs but there’s no use. My heavy eyelids have a hard time opening, I force them open and find myself in a hospital bed wearing one of those dresses I promised myself I’d never wear. My eyes find their way to the side of my bed where my motherly sits, pale skinned, and mouthing my name. Her voice finally registers into my head as it translates from terrified to joyful. My very own nurse rushes in once I’m awake. She tries her
Faria
English 10 – Period 3
20 August 2012
Narrative Speech
A typical sight in the halls of Hamilton High School are the tall and built young men of the football team. Some are smiling and conversing with friends while others are absorbed in their own thoughts and often run over short students, like myself. But, one item specifically screams football player, the jug of water. These football players have to drink a large quantity of water on and off the field to stay hydrated and feeling healthy. While living in a state as hot as Arizona, not only do the football players have to drink a lot of water, but everyone else as well. The day I didn’t taught me a lesson: Actions, good or bad, are followed with consequences. I thought my body would be perfectly fine without some water for the day but boy was I wrong. Just minutes before the incident, the only item on my mind was how fun the rap concert would be the following night. Little did I know, I would not be attending. A late night trip to Albertsons isn’t rare for my family as we forget things quite easily (and when I say we I mean I). I entered Albertsons with a mental list of Tylenol, snacks, and Gatorade. Yet, I still made my way to the ice cream aisle as I seem to always be gravitated towards it. Hmm, what flavor sounds good? Ben and Jerry’s Peach Cobbler gets me every time! I reach out to grab that perfect concoction and smack! My body now lays lifeless on the floor as I blackout. Seconds, minutes, maybe hours later I become conscious. I make an effort to move my limbs but there’s no use. My heavy eyelids have a hard time opening, I force them open and find myself in a hospital bed wearing one of those dresses I promised myself I’d never wear. My eyes find their way to the side of my bed where my motherly sits, pale skinned, and mouthing my name. Her voice finally registers into my head as it translates from terrified to joyful. My very own nurse rushes in once I’m awake. She tries her