[求助]明天要交的作文,帮帮忙!感谢!!!

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.Audience: My father who always support me, when I encounter
with difficulties; High school students hating physical education course; My
son building up his belief.

    

Purpose: To narrate one of the experiences in my physical
education course in high school. From this, I learned whatever difficulty I
meet with, I should stick to it and do not give up easily.                                               

    

                                                       The
Change                                                                          
 

    

      Whenever I look
into the past, I can never forget one of the experiences in my physical
education course in high school. The belief I learned in that course has become
one rule of my current life, which is whatever difficulty I meet with, I should
stick to it and do not give up easily. This belief has such an impact on my
life that I have to write it down, recording it forever.

    

      I did
not hate physical education or sports by nature. On the contrary, I liked
swimming, basketball, table tennis, and many others in high school. However, I
hated long distance running, especially when I could fail in the course if I could
not finish one mile within six minutes no matter how excellent I was in other
sports. I believe most of us know it is painful. At that time, I just could not
understand why long-distance running could be one of the requirements that one
student must pass in a physical education course. Every test of one mile
running could be a nightmare for me. I tried to follow others, wheezing like an
old, tired dog. Everybody especially girls laughed at me. It was an awful
experience.

    

      I cried to my parents after going home. After
comforting me, my dad asked me: “have you tried any way to pass that criterion?
Since you cannot change the rules, you have to do something to pass it.” Yeah,
he was right and I had to admit the reality.

    

     My father awaked
me at 5:30 the next morning and led me to the playground. Although reluctantly,
I started to jog and run. My father accompanied me and encouraged me not to
stop. It was still painful, but I said to myself: “you have tried your
best”. This sentence relieved me to some extent and I felt better.

    

     After running
everyday in the morning for a week, my father wanted to help me count the time,
just like a real examination. “It’s fine”, I thought, “nobody laughs at me at
least”. My time for the first mile was six and a half minutes. “Oh, good, I
am not that behind.” I thought. I gained some strength and even exercised for
more time on that particular day.

    

      My father continued
to go with me everyday. Counting time was a pleasure for me in our early
morning exercise because I could see I was improving everyday. After about two
weeks, I told me father that he did not need to go with me in the morning since
he was busy and tired from his job. My father agreed. So I started to run alone
in the morning, which was never a burden for me any more. I even enjoyed
running, which was unbelievable from the past.

    

     Very soon, the end
of the semester came, along with the final scaring long-distance running exam.
I was still a little nervous before the exam. However, when the race started, I
totally forgot the nervousness and ran with my everyday pace. Not as usual,
this time I was not the last. I knew the everyday exercise worked. Nobody
laughed at me this time. I even tried to pass a classmate, who I thought was a
good runner. I accelerated and left him behind. I could feel that he was
surprised. But I knew it was my everyday effort that made me enjoy the feeling
of success. After passing one, another classmate became my target. I said to
myself: “You can do it as long as you want and pay effort.” Although breathing
hard and feeling tired, I managed to pass another person and this strengthened
my belief. My final record was five minutes and twenty seconds. My classmates
were surprised with my improvement, but I knew my effort was deserved.

    

I appreciate my father from deep heart
until now although it seems like a trivia. It is important for me because I
learned how to deal with difficulties from this experience. Life is tough, but
we can struggle and finally overcome the difficulties and live a happy and
meaningful life.

    

 

    

Comments: This draft
is better!! But there is one area that can be developed further. Tell me what
happens as you start running--- are you last @ that point? Then what you think
as you approach one classmate—do you hear breathing? Your thought---then move to
next person you pass etc. For this one area revise.(this is my teacher’s
comment)

    

 

    

 

    

    Want to revise paragraph: Very soon,
the end of the semester came, along with the final scaring(ww) long-distance running exam. I was still a little nervous before
the exam. However, when the race started, I totally forgot the nervousness and
ran with my everyday pace. ( again build
this area).

    

     I even tried to
pass a classmate, who I thought was a good runner. I accelerated and left him
behind. I could feel that he was surprised.( you do this here a little build up more) But I knew it was my
everyday effort that made me enjoy the feeling of success. After passing one,
another classmate became my target. I said to myself: “You can do it as long as
you want and pay (put
        forth) effort.” Although breathing hard
and feeling tired, I managed to pass another person and this strengthened my
belief. This time, however, I was not
the last. I knew the everyday exercise worked. Nobody laughed at me this time.
My final record was five minutes and twenty seconds. My classmates were surprised
with my improvement, but I knew my effort was deserved. (Feel as you are running. When you pass someone what you are thinking)