A Speech On The Alarm Clock

I heard the faint high pitched beeping of my alarm clock as I opened my sleep covered eyes. I attempted to roll out from under my covers but immediately retreated as I felt the chilly spring air touch my skin. While I was mustering up the motivation to get out of bed, I glanced at my alarm clock. “11:00 AM” it read in boxy, glowing numbers. Had I really slept in that long? I finally rose from my bed, traveling down the stairs to make myself some breakfast. “Hi, girl!” I greeted my dog where she was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. I smiled to myself as I turned on some music, opened the fridge to retrieve some eggs, and turned on the stove. It felt like a fine Saturday morning until I remembered that I had a lacrosse game later

On that awkward and confusing day, I shifted from corner-to-corner. Finally, one of the students said, “Miss.” “Miss.” “The security button is over there.”

I’m late. The Starbucks line was long and the coffee stain is still splattered on my black skirt. I check my calendar, September 11. The city’s smog is killing me. If it wasn’t for this meeting, I’d be at my allergist getting new medication to deal with it. I take another sip of my coffee. The heat and the splash of mint I had them add, helps open up my sinuses.

Alarm fatigue is a growing national problem within the health care industry that links medical technology as a serious hazard that poses a significant threat to patient safety within hospitals across the country. Alarm fatigue occurs when nurses encounter an overwhelming amount of alarms thus becoming desensitized to the firing alarms. Alarm desensitization is a multifaceted issue that is related to the number of alarming medical devices, a high false alarm rate, and the lack of alarm standardization in hospitals today (Cvach, 2012). Desensitization can lead to delayed response times, alarms silenced or turned off, or alarms adjusted to unsafe limits, which can create a dangerous situation for the patient. Alarm fatigue

Central Idea: Provide my audience with the information that they need in order to have a general understanding of how to wakesurf at the beginner level.

I turned away and walked up to the locked door back inside. It was dark inside the library at 1 AM. I knelt beside the door and took out the spare key Barksdale had given me. I forced it into the keyhole and then tapped on it until I heard the lock break from the inside. I turned the knob and the door swung open easily.

Title of Speech: The Importance of Sleep and the Effects It Can Have on Our Bodies

I open the door to the school hallway. Inside I hear the chatter of many students at once. There were dozens of people in the area, and I was slightly overwhelmed. This place I have entered is what I wold come to know as Quest Middle School, one of the most stressful, but interesting two years I have had in a long time.

The sun was kissing the horizon; the day was just beginning, and the sweet sounds of the birds morning sound had awakened me. I was sitting in the same spot I do day after day, happy and well rested. I awoke from my peaceful slumber with a large, clanging chime that echoed off the walls and the roof. The sounds of footsteps stomped down the stairs, and there, as always, was Todd. And as he always does, he shuffled his way to the kitchen and turned on the coffee. Finally, as the aroma of burnt coffee grounds filled the air, a new day had begun.

Both Harper Lee, in her 1959 novel, To Kill a Mockingbird, and Maya Angelou, in her 1993 poem, “On the Pulse of Morning,” induce profound claims on society and prejudice. Despite the notion that the authors wrote this prose over thirty years apart, both Lee and Angelou exhort society into ameliorating their ideologies and claim that despite people’s differences, humanity can accomplish celebrated triumphs.

I would like to share two famous sentences to explain why I enjoy coffee and roasting coffee. The first sentence is “Black as the devil, hot as hell, pure as an angel, sweet as love." Another is "I think if I were a woman I’d wear coffee as a perfume." The first sentence describes a part of the coffee flavor. The second sentence says a part of the coffee aromas. Two years ago, I had a cup of Ethiopia's coffee with an amazing aroma and flavor. It gave me a shock. After a few days,

Sleep is a glorified free trial version of death; we don't have to commit to dying just yet. We lie on our warm, cozy queen mattresses motionless for a few hours, while our head rests on the doughy white pillows, our muscles are paralyzed and our breathing is unconsciously monitored through our brain. A scary dream pops out of nowhere, flashbacks of our past come spiraling in our memory, we get to witness movies starring ourselves as the protagonist and surviving in different scenarios. Anywhere from two to ten hours of sleep could just kill our past and make us forget about yesterday. Or we can sleep to relieve the pain or sleep to prepare ourselves for the next day. “ Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.” These are wise words said from Mahatma Gandhi; the most peaceful non violent icon that lead India to its independence from British rule. If Gandhi swore by some serious shut-eye to lead his peaceful protests then there’s no reason for you to not keep pressing snooze on your iPhone alarm clock to go tackle your day, peaceful or not. Sleep is more than just snoozing away on a king size mattress with the blanket tucked in and the fan turned on. Sleep is unique and catered to each person differently.

The sunlight shining in through my window wakes me up. It illuminates the sunshine yellow walls, somehow making them an even brighter and warmer color. The room is a sunrise, giving a warm and cmforting welcome to each new day. I smile as I get up and tuck my blankets back into the sides of the bed. “Good morning Teddy!” I say kiss the top of my bears head and put him in his spot next to my pillow.

THESIS STATEMENT: Breakfast is an essential part of your morning routine because it kickstarts your metabolism, helps you concentrate and perform better in class, and aids in maintaining a healthy lifestyle.

I nervously start to fidget with the ring on my thumb as I watch the trees pass by from the window of the bus. My legs start to shake. My heart thumps loudly. So loud I’m afraid everyone can hear it. Today is the first day of school in America. America is beautiful. There’s so much to see. The beautiful mountains remind me of large palaces and towers. The warm colors shining on the lake from the sunset remind me of Begonia flowers we grew in Bangladesh. Bangladesh is loud, crowded and chaotic. The heat soars up to 100 degrees. But here in Vermont it’s cool, and quiet. I’ve never been to a place this quiet before. I like it, its peaceful here.