Shorter Persuasive Speech

I am sure that everyone of you have heard about aliens and UFOs. Indeed, we all have heard about the famous case of aliens and UFOs in Roswell, New Mexico. Most people might be interested in the topic of aliens, but I know that the majority of you just think of it as rumours and the existence of them are impossible. Therefore, I am standing here in front all of you to make you change your perspective. I am strongly confident that I have found the evidence of their real existence to convince all of you.

It was October 6, 1998 when he was lured from the bar that cold, fateful night. His skull was smashed with a pistol butt as he was lashed to a fence, left for dead in near freezing temperatures. Nearly eighteen hours later he was found by passersby and taken to a hospital where we remained in a coma for several days until slowly slipping away. At his funeral, picketers carried signs saying, "God Hates Fags" and *Fags Deserve to Die."

I understand you are preparing for the offseason and removing 100 Visage units. We prefer for facilities to keep the seasonal units on site so you have them when it get busy in the fall. If I send you boxes do you have room to store them in a safe dry location? There will 17 boxes that can hold 6 units in each box.

Senators of the congress, Ladies, and Gentlemen, I am here in Washington today to inform you that generation through generation we have created new and modern inventions. Cars, running water, even electronics are all inventions all have helped us live easier smoother lives. People are planning to colonize Mars, and they have already gone to the moon. But, are space programs taking it too far?

For example, using a leftover coffee can for loose nails or screws, or even washing and reusing a plastic zip-loc bag instead of throwing it in the garbage. Thrift shopping is a way of reusing someone else’s unwanted goods. As I spoke about in an earlier speech about thrifting, I included many locations and ways to thrift, also the benefits to the shopper and the donator. One place in particular was shopping at the local boys and girls club. I personally shop there, keeping my eyes open for a good deal. For example, the pair of jeans that I am wearing today was purchased from this store just a few months ago. I paid only $8.00 for this pair of Lucky Jeans and according to buckle.com, a retailer for lucky jeans the retail price is $99.00 that is a savings to me of $91.00.I am not the type to worry about name brands, but quality usually does cost more. If I can get a quality pair of jeans at a fraction on the price, I am glad to shop at the thrift store. I am thankful to the person that made the donation of the lucky jeans and they can benefit from that donation. According to the IRS webpage, IRS. Gov it explains that an individual can donate items like clothing, household furniture and furnishings, a car or boat, even taxidermy. The donations are appraised, by the donator, and recorded. At the time of filing taxes if the donation equals at least $500 for the year, the donator may take advantage of the

To know that Raymond keep up with me in the race I was so amazed. He must have been doing the breathing exercises I always do when we walk through Broadway. I go running straight to him and give him the biggest hug i can give with my skinny, meatless arms. I walk with Raymond to Gretchen to congratulate her in winning 2nd place. ¨Do you want to make this work and be friends?¨ I ask. ¨Sure but you know next year I will beat you.¨ Says Gretchen with the confident voice she has all the time. ¨I'm not going to be racing I realized that life isn't about racing and plus since Raymond can keep up in running I was wondering if you would like to help me train him.” I said with a polite voice so that she doesn't think that I'm awkward or anything. Gretchen has a questionable look in her face thinking of what she should do. Finally for about two minutes which felt like an eternity hoping that she would say yes she said her answer. ¨Sure I help you train him I also saw him run he is really fast like you.¨ I jump with joy and I go hug Gretchen. I can tell that Gretchen is happy to be friends with me so she hugs me back and we go home as friends.

The scraping of teeth isn't the most appealing noise or feeling to most people, but then again, most people don’t genuinely enjoy their semi-annual trip to the dentist like I do. Don’t get me wrong, i'm not infatuated with the idea of a sickle probe grazing my teeth, but the idea of having a mouth full of pearly whites makes up for it. Unlike most kids, I never had a dream career like being a firefighter or an actress. I always just assumed it was something I could figure out at the end of my high school career, so imagine my surprise when I found a crystal clear idea earlier than I thought I would.

   It's funny the things that imprint on our brain, as opposed to the things that don't.  You would think that the important stuff would stick in our heads and the unimportant stuff would not. Yet it seems to be the exact opposite.  For instance I can't remember a single thing, not a single thing from my High School Algebra class. But I can tell you I saw Chris Hammond of the Reds pick up a win against Dwight Gooden in 1992. Then again, perhaps sit just we designate what we think is important nad that's what we remember.

Life is a beautiful thing. However, it is not always easy. There will be difficulties and challenges along the way. There is no human being on earth who has not encounter struggles, suffering, or failure in life. Sometimes the challenges we experience can be the pathway to self realization. A wake up call that alter our own perspectives and outlook in life. These hardships test the courage, perseverance and true character of a human being. In the ted talk I have watched titled “3 things I learned as my plane crashed”, I am amazed by how brave the speaker was in facing life again. Ric Elias, speaker of the ted talk video, and a front row seater of flight 1549 had survived a plane crashed. Despite that, he still views life in a positive way and uses this unforgettable experience as a motivation to become a better person. He shared his experience in order to to enlighten the audience’s mind and persuade them to live life meaningfully and with a purpose.

It’s been half a month since Connor killed himself. Believe it or not, I think the kids at school are starting to forget. Starting to move on, like some new movie release or concert tour outweighs the death of a fellow student. It’s kind of frustrating, you know? It’s hard to believe that something so relevant and big can be dropped so easily. I don’t think it’s right.

Twelve years later, we're finally done. We have all spent the last four to eight years thinking we needed to make the decision to work, or have fun. There is no possible way we can do both, right? Now that we're going into college the choice just gets more severe, work, or have fun? Well, it is far from impossible to do both, and I think my friends and I are living proof of that. We have found many ways to work hard and get to where we need to be, but we find ways to have fun doing it along the way. Now obviously a scholastic setting isn't ideal for entertainment, but that can not stop you from making some good memories. Now, as Ellen Degeneres said in her 2009 commencement speech for Tulane University, “thank you to all the graduating class . . . I realize most of you are hungover and have splitting headaches and haven’t slept since Fat Tuesday, but you can’t graduate ’til I finish, so listen up.” (Degeneres)

(The lady)children leave the room now, while i deal with these selfish teens”.so all the kids leave the room until it's just the lady and the five of them.

“Do not change so people will like you. Be yourself and the right people will love the real you.” Every single day of my life I have lived by this quote and have felt the effects of it but it was not until two years ago that I understood it. “MARGARET ANNE BECKETT get your butt out of bed!” my mom screamed from outside my door. I trudged out of bed in desperate need of caffeine. I have never been fond of the morning but this morning I was desperately hoping would just disappear. You know that day that you wish would just fall into the background and would never happen again. My first day of JROTC was just that. I despised the Army program with all my heart. Why did I have to do this stupid program it was full of people I didn’t know who would think I was the strangest person that they ever met. Taking the shortest shower known to humanity I threw on a hoodie I had permanently borrowed from one of my sibling and a pair of yoga pants. The smell of eggs wafted down the hallway and I knew in my heart that they were for me. I slowly trudged into the kitchen dreading the moment those yellow runny things slid on my plate. “Mom don't we have something else to eat for breakfast we have already had them 4 times this week and it is only Wednesday.” If there is a look that could make a grown man shut up and start crying that look my mom gave me was exactly that. I forced the rubber like food down my throat and jumped into the car. What have I gotten myself into? The only reason I had

I never traveled on a flight before I boarded one for the USA. I used to ask everyone that did, what the experience was like. How it felt to be travelling through the clouds, how it felt to look down at the planet, tracts of lands, hills and mountains, forests and concrete. Many opined, it felt like travelling on a bus, hurtling down uneven roads. Some said, it was boring, more boring than it may seem or you may expect. You can’t move much, can’t take a walk if your knees ache. Sitting in the same position for long hours is never enjoyable, they said. Someone shared with me a more terrible fact—fluctuating air pressure may rupture one’s eardrums. So, I took unconfident steps onto the first aircraft of my life that took me to Doha, from where I boarded another flight to Boston. I tried to appear confident until I was asked to fasten the seatbelt. I looked around and tried to see how people did that but failed. I didn’t want to ask for my husband’s help—we were still new to each other and I had been consciously trying to maintain a confident and street-wise facade, which he later told me he never thought I was. My husband caught me struggling with the belt and waited for a few seconds just to make a how-can-one-be-so-stupid face while buckling up the seatbelt around my waist.

Actively choosing what to think is maybe one of the most important and yet challenging and exhausting things we must do. David Foster Wallace talks about just that in his commencement speech at Kenyon University in 2005. Reading this confronted me about how easy it is for me to get comfortable in my default setting, of letting myself think about the world in a self-centric way. It’s the person sitting beside me in class smacking their gum, who is clearly doing it just to annoy me, smacking louder each time. It’s the preconceived plan of the group of high school students walking slowly in a group through the mall to irritate me when all I want to do is buy my rain boots and leave. I can so easily wrap myself up in thinking that everyone is out to hurt me. I repetitively fall into the trap of thinking that whenever plans fall through with friends; It is not because the person was really too tired or an assignment came up or something logical like that. No, it always has to do with me. It is because that person does not want to hang out with me or I offend them by something I’ve done. They want to hurt me, they want to hang out with other people. It hurts, every time, but it’s me who causes myself that pain. I am the one who made it up. I forget that though, probably 9 times out of 10 that person just needed alone time or to get a few more hours of sleep. They are not seeking out ways to hurt me. I make these small, insignificant decisions and changes into the end of the