against social wrongs—even when it is not the popular thing to do. He fought
a battle against racism in high school, and after graduation, he is forced to
face his own brand of bigotry. When he meets Darren who he discovers is gay
and has AIDS, he avoids him out of fear of what people will think. Eventually,
Louie’s need to do what is right overcomes his fear.
Write about a time when you had to "do the right thing" even though it was difficult or not popular.
You can tell this like a story, setting up characters, plot and using dialogue (quotes). Or, you can stick to the facts and write it like an informative essay, whatever you prefer.
Well, a time I had to do the right thing when I was tempted to do wrong. Would be when I was playing Magic one day during lunch in the library, and I was about to go to class when I noticed that there was a deck of cards sitting on the table where I was playing. I picked up the cards and looked through them I then noticed the name of who it belonged to so I took the deck and returned it to him the next day.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was in 8th grade, there was a kid in gym class named Tom, he was a kid who got in trouble a lot and did not make good choices. One day in gym class I saw him literally spit on the gym floor. I knew if he spit on the gym floor that would be wrong and I thought how so many germs would spread if somebody touched it and then people would get sick. So I did the unpopular but right thing, I told the gym teacher that tom spit on the floor since I was probably the only one who noticed it. So once I told on Tom, the gym teacher made him clean it up so no germs would spread. I realize it was nerdy to tattle but I know I was also doing the right thing
ReplyDeleteA time where I’ve done the right thing is when my friend did something that turned everyone against him. I think he had a reason to do what he did, he decided to defend himself against a bully, but he did take it a bit far by slapping the chick. He was defending himself because the bully touched him first and to make matters worse he’s autistic. I stayed by his side until everything was resolved, even though no one liked the fact that I was on his side. He did get in school suspension for five days, but he owned up to what he did and took responsibility for his actions.
ReplyDeleteWhen i had to do the right even if it was not what everyone else wanted to do different. The time when i had to clean the house and do the dishes. I don't want to do it but i did it anyway i was in a self vs self because i don't want to do but its the right thing. They was a lot but i'm still living some how.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was in 7th and 8th grade I hanged out with some popular kids but I don't anymore because some of them smoke now. I think I did the right thing but sometimes I wish I could just go back to that day because everyone treated me like I was the queen and the most popular kid in school but now I'm just myself.
ReplyDeleteWell, a time that I had to do something right was when I had to go to a school to help out at it. When I got in the gym I saw like 4 or 5 tables set up and boxes of food and bags. We had to fill the bags up with rice and grains for the children in need. We had to wear hair nets to keep our hair getting in the food. We had to take turns with the jobs and when we put the rice in the bags we had to weigh them, and the rice in the bags had to weigh like 140 Ib’s I think, But that was nice to do the right thing.
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ReplyDeleteDoing the right thing is much harder is than it sounds for a lot of cases, like mine for example, I did the right the choice and don’t regret it but my choice got me and some of my friends hurt.
It was a couple of years back in intermediate school, I met alot of people and made new friends but one of them in particular I remember because he was probably one of the most kind and innocent people you could ever meet(his name will not be said though since a lot of people remember and don’t like him). He was the kind of guy who could get along with almost anyone but people didn’t like him for one completely vacuous reason. He was a homosexual. I never really cared if people were homosexual because it’s something you're born with and that’s something you can’t change that about someone. I hanged with him because he was nice,funny and actually cared about what I had to say and listened. But like I said a lot of people didn’t necessarily see eye to eye with him like I did. But a certain group of ignorant kids hated him more than anyone else did. These were the kind of kids whose parents let their kids call the shots around the house. I was bullied for hanging out with the gay kid because they had this unexplained deranged hate for him, so I had to take half the crap that was thrown at him. They would push and shove him, call him names like Queer,Homo,fag,faggot,gay, the whole nine yards. I stood up for him because I didn’t and still don’t what the problem is with homosexuals. The bullying got to the point one day where the kids actually got physical and I got hurt because of it. Me, a couple of my friends(including the gay kid) where at the playground and the monkey bars playing the game cherry(it’s kinda like tag, but it’s on the monkey bar’s). The delinquent kids come over and start teasing us and calling us names, but this time the gay kid had already had enough of being picked on and walked up and yelled “You just pick on on me because you're to weak and dumb to handle your own problems.”(or something like that, I don’t know it was like 3-4 years ago).
The bullies leader(or so I think) doesn’t take to kindly to his speech and yells “Shut up faggot!” and shoves him to the ground. Back at this time I had really bad anger issues so It drove me over edge when they knocked him over, so I ran into the leader(whose names also won’t be mentioned) and knocking him to the ground. His friends all pushed me forward and I stumbled into the dirt and scrapped my hands and knees. At this point I was extremely pissed and got up and slammed myself into one of them who had already braced himself for me. He then grabbed me by the collar after I ran into him and shoved me to the ground once again. My other friends started fighting with the other bullies and it kind of turned in a brawl(MY FRIENDS DIDN’T START IT FOR THE RECORD!) The kid that shoved me to the ground punched me in the face and knocked the glasses of my face. I had my foot pressed against his chest and my hand on his face and I forced him off of me. By this point the teachers had already rushed over and separated all of us. But for the sake of not dragging this story on another 1 or 2 pages I will cut it off here.
This is why I don’t regret the choice I made because it only proved that I was the bigger man for standing up for my friends even if it mean tackling a to the ground, which probably wouldn’t be how I solved it now. But at the time that's what I though was the right thing to do and well, it kind of was.