For the first time in a long time, I was jealous of someone else’s shoes. Not just envious of their style or fit, but deep down I wanted to strip her of her shoes and socks and take them for my own. It was a fall day, not particularly chilly for most people walking to class. I felt very conspicuous, because I had been walking around for the past two days without wearing socks or shoes. For Barefoot Week, myself and a small group of other students voluntarily forsake shoes from Monday to Friday in early fall. We had a variety of reasons to participate, but the most inspiring reason was to raise awareness for people who cannot afford shoes. I was inspired to sign up for Barefoot Week because I often enjoy walking barefoot during the summer. …show more content…
The weather was mild, but even then my toes and especially heels quickly became sore from the rough cement of the sidewalks. Multiple people stared at me, and one middle aged lady even asked, “Where are your shoes?!” I watched the sidewalks carefully, trying not to step on sharp pebbles or shards of glass. By the first night, my feet were sore, dirty and rough all over. I remedied this by washing them in warm water, which helped with the soreness and rough skin. On Tuesday, I rode my longboard to class, which was a bad decision. My left foot was able to ride, but every time I pushed with my right foot it scraped against the pavement. Later on, the weather was much colder, and it began to rain. At first, splashing through the puddles seemed fun, but as the day went on, my feet were chilled and could not warm up, even if I wrapped them in my dry coat during class. My bare feet also caused my pant legs to soak up water from the sidewalk and puddles. The third day of Barefoot Week was by far the worst. Walking to my early class in forty-four-degree weather on the wet sidewalk made my feet go numb before I had even made it halfway there. At this point, I regretted the decision to be barefoot. I wanted to turn back to my room and cheat by wearing some socks or boots just for the day, but my pride would not let me quit. After my class, I decided to spend the rest of the day in the relative warmth of my room, …show more content…
This trial helped me realize how grateful I am to have the choice to wear shoes or not. I learned how vulnerable and cold unprotected feet can be, even in early fall. I could not imagine how it would feel to be shoeless in the middle of winter. It has also shown me the luxury of shoes, and given me a greater compassion for the hundreds of thousands of people around the world who cannot afford their own
Over time, constant wearing of heels will lead to chronic pain and destruction of
how the shoes had taken over his life. One should not ruin their self health for any
Both sides possess positive and negative benefits for different horses. Shoes help with traction and can improve the movement of the horse. Conversely, leaving a horse barefoot causes potential damage and erosion of the outside hoof wall when exposed to harsh terrain. Leaving a horse’s hooves barefoot usually produces healthy hoof growth and less strain on the bank account. In contrast, shoes often fall off, cause pain for some horses, and create snow balls on the bottom of the hooves during the winter snowy months. Whatever the case when considering shoes, the owner needs to weigh the advantages and disadvantages to both sides of the
When you see this beautiful, comfortable, high top black and white pair of sneakers, you see greatness. You can wear them with a suit, or play basketball games in them, or be like me, and just want them forever. The shoes are size 7, and they weigh no more than three ounces. The stitching is so perfectly straight and pearly that it resembles models’ teeth. The laces are jet black like the eyes of a demon. However, with just eyesight you can’t tell the wonderful details of this shoe. You have to put them on, and you have to run around in them. The soles are very thin yet so soft and squishy, as if you were walking on clouds. This shoe is the 9th edition of Michael Jordan’s signature shoe to come out in stores. Have you ever had many friends that were wealthier than you? Have you ever went to school and played in the same shoes with holes in them? Have you ever gone to school with the same shoes two years in a row? Exactly. I have, and it’s not a good feeling when being talked down to. Bullying got on my nerves, so I just got into fights. With everything bad was happening in my life from my mother going to jail, and me barely having clothes on my back, as crazy as it may seem, all I wanted was a pair of Jordan’s.
Thursday afternoon Clara had just had hockey practice and was getting undressed. Many times before practices, a ‘traditional’, her teammates always steal and run around with Molly’s(a teammate) hat. This time when Clara was untying her skates Molly took Clara’s hat. Clara chased after her, managing to take her skates off first. She was barefoot and was running across the floor that many people have with sweaty feet. Clara won’t see signs it for 2-3 weeks, but after running on dirty floors she has Athlete’s Foot.
At the age of two I put ballet shoes on for the first time. At eleven I began touring with performance groups. By age twelve, I knew how to dance through broken toes and fractures.
"Opinion | Your TOMS Shoes Won't save the World." The Miami Student. N.p., n.d. Web. 29 Nov. 2013.
I joined Relay For Life because my overzealous biology teacher kept pushing it and I was an eager freshman wanting to pad my application for college. I didn’t know that Relay For Life was a part of the American Cancer Society, I didn’t know that my high school was one of the 150 high school’s in the nation to have their own relay, but I knew, the minute the lights went down and the
Well, now that you are convinced and ready to put those running sneakers on, just hang on and
The narrator strongly claimed that his clothes have failed him when he recalled the green jacket he wore on his fifth and sixth grade. He believed that instead of looking like a champion, his day-old guacamole colored jacket has embarrassed him that lead him to think it has failed him (Soto, 473). He had actually hoped and requested to his mom a different jacket. It is the kind of jacket that the bikers wear which is black leather and silver stud with enough belts that will make him look brave. But disappointment struck him when he found an ordinary green jacket instead. He stared at the jacket and wanted to cry because to him it was ugly and so big. Moreover, he knew he will have to bear with the fact that he will be wearing that ugly jacket for a very long time. For a brief moment he was still in denial and was expecting it was his brother’s jacket. Acceptance came later since he has no other choice but to wear it. With a heavy heart he slipped into his jacket and decided to head out of the house.
...a story about some boys she observed watching a fellow student make a presentation in the school's media center. She noticed the boys were making fun of the other boy's sneakers, which were plain white, in contrast to their more fashionable two-tone shoes. It was the only clothing item that differentiated the student from his classmates, because there is some leeway in the type of shoes students can wear.
I remember when I was in high school I would wake up every morning dreading the thought of “what am I going to wear today?” I remember seeing girls in school who would always have new clothes and I would wish of a wardrobe with name brand clothes. With my parents having three daughters in school who didn’t require uniform I could just imagine the nightmare it was for them to have to take three girls shopping all the time.
Fletcher, Ben C. "What Your Clothes Might Be Saying About You." Psychology Today. Sussex Directories, Inc., 20 Apr. 2013. Web. 3 Dec. 2013. .
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Manolo Blahnik, the "high priest of high heels" (Benstock & Ferriss) sums up the patronizing idea that women should be pitied for their chose and love of high heels. He was once asked if he, "ever felt sorry for all those women teetering through their lives on the spikiest of high-heeled shoes," to which he responded, "Oh, my God, how could I feel sorry for them? Sorry. Sorry for who? They love it." (Specter, 388)