Driving license age.......Why change it?

Do you have your license? How old were you when you got it? Where you 16? Most of us were. The minimum legal driving age could be raised to 18 in an attempt to cut the number of deaths caused by young and inexperienced drivers. Road accidents are the biggest killers of 15-24 year olds. Studies show that 27% of males have an accident during their first year on the road. The government is planning on changing the legal driving age to 18. I think that is a bad idea. Being that I am 16, I feel that the driving age should stay as it is. To get my license I had to take a written test for my permit. Then I took drivers education. After that I took my driving test and got my license. I waited a year after taking my written test before taking my driving test. Many other 16 year olds do the same thing. We are tested in our driving ability to prove we are able to drive on any road with confidence and precision. Our parents gave consent so we could get our license. If they change the driving age they will have a ton of teenagers stealing and taking out cars for joy rides just to rebel. I am against changing the legal driving age. Are you?

Salem Witch Trials

I was accused of witchcraft. I plead innocent. The jury found me guilty. I feel numb. As if none of this is really happening. I don’t understand how, just because a group of girls claimed I was doing them harm, I became a witch. I was shunned by people who have known me my whole life. I have never done any wrong doing. I have no hope, my faith has left me. If my own neighbors wish to see me hang, how can I survive? Their watching me, every little thing I do. I’m behind bars, sitting in my cell watching others join me by the day. My son tries to save me, his work doing no good. The afflicted girls mimic my movements, but they distort them as if I am doing it to hurt them. How, when I sit by my neighbors in church every week, can they suspect me of worshiping Satan? I no longer care, do what they want, either way I will end up free from this place. I sit by a mother and her newborn in a jail cell. What is our town coming to that they would sentence a baby to die? I want to cry, scream, run, anything that will make this numbness go away. I can’t. It’s like I’m glued to the floor. I don’t notice anything going on around me. It’s all a blur. I’m supposed to hang today. I wish we could get it over with but at the same time I wish it will never happen. Outside, standing by the hanging tree, watching others go ahead of me. I’m not scared or nervous of frightened. Once again, I’m numb. Nothing is fazing me. I realize I’m about to die, but it doesn’t matter anymore. I’m not exactly ready to die, but it doesn’t bother me anymore. I walk up to the rope; he slips it around my throat. A pray is said. I hang. My soul floats up to heaven. I told them I was innocent. They didn’t believe me. Now I get to go be with my maker. Bless it be.

growth reflection for english 11

I started out thinking i already knew everything Mrs. Huff was going to teach us this year. I know better than that now. I've already learned twice as much as i thought i would. I've grown in my writing skills and learned new writning styles that i will probably use through the rest of my high school and college careers. Knowing Mrs. Huff, there is a lot more i have to learn.

Every school has its problems and fears. Though there is one of each every school has in common. It may not be publicly advertised. The school officials may not have even discussed it with there students. But it is there, haunting and threatening every single day. School Shootings; they are the common denominator throughout school systems in the world. Some schools have experienced them. Some have been fortunate enough not to experience it.

In the book NAMES WILL NEVER HURT ME by Jaime Adoff, the high school has experienced a school shooting before, and there is every possibility that it will happen again. The principal is convinced that on the anniversary of the last shooting, someone will try it again. He is determined to “defuse” the bomb before it explodes. But what he doesn’t realize is that the danger may not be a student, but a parent instead.

Every school fears that a shooting could happen at any time. There problem is, that if no one comes forward, there is no way to stop it. The principal in the story fears for his students as well as for himself. His problem is, that he is so set on a student doing it, he doesn’t even think of the parents.