This I Believe

This I Believe was a radio show broadcast during the 1950s on National Public Radio (NPR) hosted by famous journalist Edward R. Murrow. The purpose behind it was to have Americans describe what truths, ideals, and/or morals they held dear in 500 words or less. Some famous contributors to this movement included First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt, #42 Brooklyn Dodger Jackie Robinson, 33rd President Harry S. Truman, and Nobel Prize winning theoretical physicist Albert Einstein. Here I have a list of ten ‘exploding’ beliefs which I created during a school sponsored summer program college essay class with my fabulously eccentric teacher Lauren Anderson.

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“Never has the need for personal philosophies of this kind been so urgent.” Edward R. Murrow

  1. I believe in a close-knit family. I believe every and anybody can be your family. I believe that as long you have people who love you as you are, you are home.

  2. I believe in tomboyish tendencies. I believe that just because you are a girl doesn’t mean you have to wear flamboyant pink. You don’t have to paint your nails religiously to impress boys. I believe watching a soccer match whether live or on the television, screaming for Brazil to win in your faded over-sized New York Yankee T-shirt is a Sunday afternoon well spent.

  3. I believe in self-expression. I believe that all your ideas should be written down as soon as possible. I believe that keeping a journal on a regular basis is a bit too much to ask for, but even one entry is a great way to reminisce on the good and bad.

  4. I believe in fun being found in anything. I believe that laughter is the best medicine. I believe a person crying is often an awkward and uncomfortable situation to witness. I believe putting a smile on even one person in the rooms face defuses the tension.

  5. I believe in trying new things at least once. I love to eat.

  6. I believe being different is normal. I believe that there is no such thing as perfect. I believe that ‘normal’ is boring. I believe in being yourself to always keep them guessing.

  7. I believe in Dr. Seuss. I believe in made-up words, in a rhyming fashion. I believe there are very few and far between authors that should be considered as great authors or even legendary. He is as much a part of my childhood as Blues Clues, PBS, Harry Potter, SpongeBob, Angry Beavers, and Aaahh! Real Monsters.

  8. I believe procrastination will be my downfall.

  9. I believe in Loser by Jerry Spinelli. I believe we all have quirks that make us who we are. I believe the imagination of child is an amazing thing to behold and lives within even the most cantankerous of seniors.

  10. I believe life is a mystery. I don’t know where I’m going and I’m strangely not all that worried. I believe the story of my life has yet to be completed. I believe it will be an epic tale for a select few to have the privilege to contribute to and observe.

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Some people can draw. They can draw what the rest of us imagine and bring it to life; they make it their own and create the spectacular.

Some people can sing. They can sing from the depths of their souls, making you feel things you never imagined. They can hit notes that do not seem humanly possible and make your eyes and ears cry with joy.

People can run, jump, skip, dance, fly, soar, ride, explore, discover…and then there’s me. I can write.

Now I’m not some recluse who stays shut in all day writing the memoirs of my stagnant life by a dimly lit lamp precariously perched upon the edge of my writing desk, envying those who revel in the freedom of being outside. No that’s not what I do. Everyday my head is bombarded with ideas: some good, some bad, some philosophical, some not exactly considered ‘normal‘, but they are ideas none the same. I like to write. I don’t love it, I don’t hate it. I’m pretty neutral about it (I’m kind of like the Switzerland of writing). I’ve learned to even enjoy some essay writing – depending on the topic or style (rhetorical essays being my new favorite thanks to Ms. Petuch). I like writing short stories. I hope to one day make one into a ‘long story’, but alas I am a procrastinator so we’ll see what happens.

Very rarely do people ever ask me to write about myself. Like most people, I’m never really sure or certain what to write about. I could impress you with wild tales of wonder and fancy that capture the mind and ensnare the senses. I could paint you a tale as vivid as a child’s imagination, yet just as sophisticated and tame as a gentlemanly game of chess. I could, but I won’t. Instead, I will just tell you this: I am seventeen years old, not entirely sure what I want to do with my life, and this is my blog.