This essay was submitted by a student in "The Expository Essay I" at HEROES Academy. The student was asked to respond to the question, "Why do you write?" in the format of a personal essay.
There can be many reasons why people write. It can be for fun or relaxation. It can be to inform or spread awareness. It can also be for the sake of writing an essay for school or college assignment before the due date so your parents don’t yell at you loud enough to make you deaf. Well, I do not write just because it’s homework and I have to submit it by the due date. I assure you that I have somewhat legitimate reasons to why I write on a frequent basis.
I started writing when I was in kindergarten because it was a required assignment, but I never really enjoyed writing as much as I do now. At the time, I thought writing was extremely easy, so it started to become pretty redundant -- especially with the boring, repetitive format that was taught in school. I saw new events in life and experienced them,
but because of that cookie-cutter format which I absolutely despised, I was limited to expressing my thoughts. Not having the chance to share my experiences and feelings with other people outside my family kind of made me move away from writing. It made me think that it’s boring, useless, and it’s only used just for getting a good grade. At the time, I didn’t know that people write for fun because I was only a 5 year old, and some kids that age don’t know much about the many options whether that be in class or in the world. As I went up to 3rd grade, writing started to become a little tough. I had a whole four years of life in school and all these memories and experiences of what I had been through, yet I couldn’t even write a single paragraph without using the absolute garbage that was taught in school. In 2014, my teacher gave us a writing assignment. She said, “Free Write. Write whatever you want to write about.” My 9 year old self lit up with joy because I had so many moments in my existence to share, but I didn’t know what exactly to write out of those thoughts!
Although I was introduced to free writing in 3rd grade, I rarely did it that often because I’ve seen or gone through the moments I thought were very fascinating when I was 5 years old many times by the age of 10-11. I didn’t really have any personal stories to share until 6th grade. This was my first year in middle school, and I began to see many new things that go on in actual middle school. With the after school clubs and sports available to our grade, I was hoping that I would get into ones like Cross Country or Science Olympiad. I also wanted to try out for the Math League because part of myself thought I had a good chance of getting in. However, the other side of me said, “If you try out and don’t get in, you will be the dumbest person known to the universe. You don’t want to end up on Forbes’ top ten list of dumbest people in the world just because you can’t do simple math.” I doubted myself like this because there was a math club when I was in 4th and 5th grade that I didn’t get into although I studied hard. Surprisingly, I got into the Math League and that made me feel like I had potential to actually do math. When I found out, I immediately went on Word and started typing about how my heart was jumping with joy. Sadly, I didn’t get into Science Olympiad or X-Country. Fortunately, I was lucky to take part in Science Olympiad by competing for a private team, and made the top 5 in the event I competed in. Yes, I wrote about that too.
7th grade was a bit of a harsh year at first. I actually stepped away from Cross Country and decided to do field hockey. I never expected myself to, but I made the team; however, I didn’t get into Science Olympiad and that made me furious. Despite the fact that I was one of the top 5 kids in my event being that I was in 6th grade, I didn’t get in. At that time. I felt like Science Olympiad was my life, and it made me who I am. I felt like I failed myself. For about two weeks I couldn't get over the fact that I didn’t make the team. I not only started duping my huge bucket of emotions onto a blank document, but I was also cursing myself under my breath because of how I wasn’t ‘good enough’. I eventually got over it though realizing it’s not my life. I had many more opportunities to do certain things I like besides science.
It has been a couple days since I have started 8th grade, and I still write stories based off of what I encounter on a frequent basis for the sole purpose relaxing and having fun using my imagination, but it doesn't sum up the main reason to why I write. I write because I want to put my story out into the world. Well, exactly why do I want to do this? Why do I want 7.7 billion people that set foot on this very Earth to know what I have gone throughout my whole life in the form of typing words on a computer?
I want to share my strengths and weaknesses. I want to motivate. I want to inspire. I want to change, create, and communicate. I want to give knowledge and hope. Writing is not just a skill for completing homework. It is an art. It is a form of communication. It is knowledge. It is a passion. I don’t want to write just for the sake of eternal glory. I want to write for the sake of humankind. I want future generations to learn from what I have encountered in life in order to be successful and I want it to prosper every single day. I want to send a powerful message to everyone in this world no matter what it will be. I want to inspire through writing no matter what I do. I want to showcase my weaknesses through because people need to know they’re not alone. I want to give knowledge through writing no matter how much I have. I want everyone to know that I write because I want to share my story, my knowledge, and my thoughts with the world no matter what other people think of it. I am willing to share what has gone through my life in order to become the person I will be tomorrow --will be in the future.
Now it’s time to exit memory lane and continue on with the mysteries that life has hidden from me. It’s time to make hard decisions. It’s time to take an initiative. It’s time to take on unknown challenges. It’s time to look at what’s in front of my face. It’s time I write about it.
It’s time I write about my future - our future.