A Typical Tuesday Morning

                "BEEP, BEEP, BEEP." On a typical Tuesday morning, my alarm sounded vigorously at the crack of dawn. The thing was driving me crazy, and, to be honest, it was the last thing I wanted to hear at this ungodly-early hour. It was really starting to get on my nerves. If there is a definition of "grinding someone's gears" this had got to be it. As per usual, I turned the unpleasant rumbling of the wicked contraption off so I could get some shut eye, when all of a sudden my mother burst through the door in a white hot rage. I thought to myself "do not tempt fate" and try to fight back in this one-sided dispute. My mother was about to lose her cool about my feeble attempt to get some extra sleep. "I have had it up to "here" with you" she bellowed, "how many times do I have to tell you?" Apparently, I had really done it this time with my unavoidable morning sluggishness. After this usual morning outburst had subsided, I decided to gather my thoughts in order to get ready for the upcoming events that awaited me during the day. "Every dark cloud has a silver lining" I optimistically reminded myself, maybe one day these tongue lashings will all make sense. This statement reminded me of another point my mother always made "one of these days when you are a parent, you will understand" and, all of a sudden, it was as if all the happiness in the world had disappeared in one swift snap of the fingers.

The Force

            If I was given the choice to select any superpower imaginable, I would definitely choose to have the force, like from Star Wars, which would allow me to physically move objects with the simple wave of a hand. Additional powers that come along with the force would be strength, accuracy, speed, telekinesis and enhanced reflexes. This extraordinary power would be extremely helpful for not only myself, but also for others. As far as specific benefits go, with this powerful force at the palm of my hands, I could effortlessly become the greatest athlete of all time. I could use my ability to make myself an unstoppable player in a handful of different sports including: basketball, hockey, football and even golf. If I were a basketball player, I could use my unique ability to mold a ridiculous jump shot to make the ball go through the hoop every time. Or in hockey, I could use the force to add an unearthly power and accuracy to my shot to snipe it whenever I please. Even as a hockey goaltender, I could force the puck to slow down and direct itself right into my glove. On the football field, I could become a relentless wide receiver by forcing the football into my hands every time the quarterback decided to throw it, providing a touchdown on every drive down the field. In golf, I could get an absurd number of hole in ones by forcing the ball to fall consistently into the hole. Along with my fantastic athletic ability would come great fame and a mind-boggling sum of money from all the enormous contracts that I would be signed to with various sports teams. This is also how my power could help the world, as a lot of that money could be very useful as a donation to many different charities and relief programs. Another way my power could help others is if there were ever any disasters around the world, anything from extreme weather conditions to oil spills, I could use my incredible power to play a vital role in helping with the rescue of people and with the cleanup of the mess caused by the catastrophic event. I would just have to stand in one spot, and from there I could use the force to effortlessly lift all of the debris and rubble out of the way. Ultimately, the power of the force would be an exceptional power to have as it would benefit myself, and better yet, the planet.  

The Question that is Life

It loomed in front of me, the darkness

The light seemed to disappear in the shadow

If I could offer you the light

Would you put it to good use?

Light the way to the sound that surrounds you

Drip…drip…drip went the water from the tap

It created a beat so sick; it was like the Asiatic flu

It would have been too easy, to begin a rap

But that is not the purpose of the sound

The purpose needs to be found

It is difficult to find the purpose

It cannot just be bought by a British pound

This poem is an understatement

The difficulty involved with the finding of the sound

Needs to be put into a restatement

If you expect to find the reason for the sound

Could this sound be the answer?

Not to the solution of cancer

But to the question that we call life

Which you my friends will have to find

Write for Your Life

Sohail Sidhu

117 Rogers Cres

Penticton, B.C.

V2A 8E6

February 2, 2012

Captain Draude

Commander

HMS Princess Margaret

O Captain, My Captain:

            There has been some talk around the ship recently about you having to make a decision that concerns our lives. As soon as I heard about this unfortunate news, I decided to send you a letter explaining why I should be chosen among one of the survivors of this ill-fated situation. I hope this letter will somehow help impact the very difficult decision that has been presented to you.

            First and foremost, I would like to inform you about my plans for the future. If you choose me to survive, I will be extremely beneficial to not only you, but the entire community, and possibly even the world. After high school, I plan on going to a post-secondary institution to further my studies and pursue a career in the medical field. It has always been my dream since I was just a young child to become a doctor. I have two goals that I plan on reaching by accomplishing this. Firstly, I have always had a passion for helping others. It is extremely satisfying to be given the opportunity to help someone make their life better. I believe that saving someone's life is one of the most noble deeds a human can achieve. Coincidentally, you are being given this same opportunity through the choice you will have to make. My second goal is to be able to make my parents proud. They have both worked so hard to raise me that it would not be fair to them if it all went to waste at the bottom of this ocean.

            I understand that other students are also planning on sending you letters with their own plea for mercy. I can assure you right now that those letters are going to be chalked full of lies, bribes and unrelated facts. The others are going to tell you that they will change their way of life positively if you let them live, or that they will give you gifts for the rest of your life, but the harsh reality is that they are just going to run away from here as far as they can. My letter on the other hand is just the simple truth. Those are my goals and I plan on achieving them for the betterment of our world. I hope that you can find it in your heart to spare me so I can continue my journey to reach these goals. If it really does come down to it, and I do not make the list of survivors, I hope that my passing can somehow improve the lives of the other students by letting them live, and giving them the opportunity to do great things. Lastly, I thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this letter. I know you have a lot of thinking to do before you make your final decision, and I truly hope that this letter will assist you in making that decision correctly.

Sincerely,

Sohail Sidhu