I HAD NO IDEA WHAT FUCKING CATAGORY TO PUT THIS IN.
Anyways, this was my persuasive essay on supporting gay marriage. Mum helped me out a little
This was an assignment for english class. I got an A The story behind doing this: We were told that we were doing a persuasive essay, and giving a speech on it, after christmas break. So once we got back on January 4, we started with notes and examples on how to make a good persuasive essay. But on the day we chose topics, we were in groups. ~RavenclawofSC was in mine, along with 2 boys. Mine was originally going to be "Don't drink" for personal reasons. But then I hear one of the boys behind me in our group say "We should do 'Gay is not the way; get the queer out of here.'" And I disagreed right off the bat. After a while, one of the boys goes up to the teacher to ask if he can do his on that topic. Suprisingly, she said yes -- but told him to be respectful. The boy who originally suggessted it said "Wait... I can't do my paper on that, my girlfriend's bi!" so he and ~RavenclawofSC did theirs on "Don't drink and drive." But the other boy, Robert, did his on "Banning gay marriage."
It may seem weird, but I just got a feeling that I had to do mine on supporting gay marriage. So I did. My english teacher seemed happy to see me want to do my essay on that issue, so that the class would be able to hear an issue from both sides. She had to display the groups and their topics on the board, and when the class saw mine, they didn't seem too happy. But I was all smiles. For a while, the class kept bugging me; asking me if I was straight, bi, lesbian, whatever. And Robert kept pestering me the most. He even stole my body paragraph outline and read it. He told me it made so sense whatsoever. But once the teacher came around to check them, she said "... Wow, those are some really good reasons!" and she wrote the same thing on my grade rubric.
When it came to writing the rest out, I just wrote how I felt. Mum told me to write something I would shout to Congress. So I did.
I was shaking and sweating before english class the day we had to give our speeches. ~poshnia gave me some encouragement before class, and it made me feel better. I was the 5th person to give my speech to the class. And a lot of people enjoyed it, suprisingly.
But, for the next week, everyone bugged me about it. To start off my speech, I wanted people to listen to me, I slammed my hand on the podium, and shouted "America," the first word to my opening paragraph. So everyone mocked me about it. ~RavenclawofSC wasn't at school February 10-12, so she didn't hear me give my speech, but she read my rough draft, and liked it.
When Robert gave his, he thought he'd be cool and not use his note cards, like me (I had them, but I only looked at them once or twice). And he said nothing respectful or even positive about homosexuality. "Gay started AIDS, so they would keep spreading it. And since they can't have kids, they won't use protection." "People don't wanna see gay dudes make out." "God doesn't like it." things like that.
To be honest, most gay couples, mainly gay males, choose not to have anal sex -- they consider it an "unnesseccary health risk".
And gays didn't start AIDS. It was some sort of blood disease that monkeys had before they evolved into humans (supposedly).
And not everyone believes in God -- and if you do, you should know that God loves everyone, no matter what.
When we got our grades, I was so happy to see that I got an 80/80. And I heard Robert throwing a bitch-fit over the fact that he got an F. I was exclaiming to ~RavenclawofSC that I got an A, and most of the class heard me. I'm not sure what their direct reactions were, but I recieved a glare or two from a few boys after class.
All in all, I think I did a good job. My best accomplishment yet this year.
This essay (c) ME.
Some info (c) Mum, Google, and Wikipedia.