If I had to pick my favorite sense it would be hearing. Imagine never ever being able to hear someone again. You couldn’t hear someone talk to you and you couldn’t tell people apart by their voice.

It has made my life better by being able to hear movies, the sounds of nature, and everything going on around me. If I couldn’t hear it would be like being trapped in one of those black and white movies with no sound not knowing when a car was coming or planes flying by.

True some things would be good about not being able to hear. For an example you would be able to read in peace finally but would you like to have the feeling of being home alone all the time.

If you really think about it, after being deaf for a while you wouldn’t be able to hear yourself so you wouldn’t be able to talk to someone. You would have to sign to everyone and only be able to talk to people who can sign back.

A lot of reasons why people go deaf or have to wear hearing aids are because they listen to things to loud. There’s no reason to listen to music so loud it’s shaking a car to spaces away so I say protect your ears and keep you hearing.

To change the world it doesn’t take a lot. It’s simple things like serving food to the homeless or cleaning up trash around the beach that can make a difference.

How many times have you been on the beach and there’s trash scattered every where. What can you personally do to make it better. You could get a trash bag and start cleaning. It’s community work and it makes life’s of people for the future much better. Another thing you could do for the people of the future is car pulling. It will conserve fuel for the future generations. Recycling is another difference you can make. Pollution in the water or the air will lead to acid rain and damages the environment. If you came in to the world what would you want. A lush green forest or a desert with no life anywhere with the smell of waste in the air.

If you were a homeless person with no food where would you go. To the homeless shelter, but most of these facilitates are just running by the community. You could plant a garden to grow food with some friends and a couple of seeds to donate to these shelters to help the hungry. It’s simple things like this that can make a difference.

It was a cold winter Sunday night, right after Christmas. I and my sister were bursting with enthusiasm. We jumped in the car and headed off. We were going to ride on The Polar Express. It was a really long drive there but we stopped to eat at a restraint called Cotton Patch. Once we got there we paid for parking and went inside. In the waiting area they set up the actual Polar Express movie to watch while you wait. EEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRR! “All aboard” yelled the conductor. We walked over and got in the first class cart. When we were in side we found our table and sat down. Each seat had a fudge cake there which was really good. We started down the track. They passed out song books and every body stared singing with the music. Once the music was down Santa came down the isle and handed out pure silver bells. They made the most beautiful sound in the world. We arrived at the other end of the track they handed out really great hot chocolate in really cool mugs that we kept. Santa got off at the North Pole which was just a space they put a bunch of Christmas lights at. We headed back and they handed out a bunch of apple sider for the way back. That is the most memorable Christmas moment.

On Sunday I had to help my dad rebuild a barn. I thought it was going to be so hard. To my surprise it was kind of fun.

We started off by taking every thing out of the barn. It was kind of hard because there were spiders, cob webs, bugs, and all that nasty stuff all over every thing. When we were taking every thing out a gecko jumped on my sister’s hand. “EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK”. She yelled at the top of her lungs. She slung her hand and the gecko went soaring across the room.

Next we had to clean the floors. It was pretty much boring except for a big daddy long legs jumped on her head. She slapped the spider and all the blood got on her head. “It occurs to me that you should have threw it of your head like you did with that poor gecko” I said.   

Then we finally got to tear the walls down. My dad gave us hammers and said “Go have fun.” My sister hit the wall hard with her hammer and a huge roach fell from the roof. She screeched and stepped on it. “What is with you and killing stuff.” I said. As I was banging on the wall my sister ran back and charged at the wall and kicked the wall. The wall broke and she went through. I looked down at her and said “What did you do to make karma mad. We had to come in because it was getting dark. That was my day rebuilding a barn.

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