Interesting Essay

Here is an interesting essay I found online:
For the first time
Trying things for the first time can be tough. And once you do it, the experience can change how you like it, forever. If you have a bad time, you may never want to give it a second chance. This exact thing happened to me, the day we roller skated in PE.

Room 408 was buzzing with excitement! My classmates were all thinking about the rollerskating unit in PE. I, however, was wondering if I would like it or not. The same question was repeating in my thoughts. Will I like it? Will I like it? Will I like it...

The class walked into the gym, and sat on the mat for instructions. We were supposed to try to walk in the skates, and propel ourselves forward.
“It’s just like ice skating,” Ms Cherkas said, as if that explained everything. As I feared, all the rollerskates my size were taken. That was the beginning of my very bad experience.

As soon as I stood up, I appreciated the 4 wheels on each feet. With rollerblades, I was sure I would fall down. Experimentally, I pushed forward with one foot.
“This isn’t so bad,” I thought, preparing to do it again. Suddenly, 2 of my classmates whizzed by me, one pushing me aside. Despite what the teacher told me, I moved my hands to break the fall.

“Ow!” I yelled. But the zooming rollerbladers didn’t stop, they just raced on, doing circles around everyone else. Instantly, a sense of hopelessness blossomed in me, almost as quickly as the throbbing pain in my wrist. I’ll never rollerskate again. No way!

Slowly, I got up. Standing up in rollerskates is hard work! Finally, I got my balance, and pushed forward. Unfortunately, I failed to notice my legs getting farther and farther apart. Then, I fell down (of course) this time doing a split.

“When will this be over?” I whispered, desperately clawing my way back to the mat. Exhausted, I sat there for a while. But then, like a ray of sunshine on a stormy day, I heard what I was waiting for.

“Okay, we’re done rollerskating for the day!” shouted Ms. Cherkas. Gratefully, I took off the skates and collapsed. I would never ever roller skate again. And to this day, I never have.



A few weeks after the incident, I was on a 2 week transit trip from Vancouver BC to San Diego! Before the trip, I was very worried, because I am an extremely picky eater who doesn’t usually eat out. And on this trip, that’s all we can do!

At the moment, my father and I were in Corvallis, OR, and looking for a place to have dinner. We settled on a Mexican place called Chipotle Mexican Grill. I had never been there before, and was very nervous that I would hate their food. Like I said, I was very picky, and only ate about 15 different things.

When we arrived at Chipotle, I wondered if we should just go to the pizza shop next door and save a lot of trouble! But I decided against it, and plunged into the restaurant. I ordered a black bean and cheese burrito, and sat down. Just looking at the doughy roll made my stomach churn.
“Will I like it?” I thought.
“NO!” screamed a voice in my head.
“Try it,” said a much calmer voice.
In the end, I shoved an end of the bean and cheese burrito into my mouth, and bit down.
It was delicious. And before I knew it, I had finished the whole thing! And to this day, I am a burrito lover.

In both these situations, there is a saying which entirely sums it up:
“The first impression is the last impression.”