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The bright rays of the sun wake me up to the start of a beautiful Sunday. I grab my shower, quick before the kids awake. Exiting the bathroom my day gets brighter as I see the rays of my children smiling. I walk over to cupboard, and grab a bag of cereal. then I yell “Who wants cereal.” “I want toast” Yells Aaron. So I get the toast and the cereal. My day gets even brighter, as I look and say “good morning” to my amazingly beautiful wife. We both get all of the kids ready for church. What a start to such a wonderful day. However life has not always been this rosy and beautiful.
My children’s way of living was a lot different than my childhood growing up. At age fourteen, we were the biggest marijuana dealers in twon, and I had already been smoking weed for two years. I found such power and enlightenment from drugs, however, that would not last for long. As I got older, and the farther I got into the drug world, darkness seemed to follow me wherever I went. It all started when I was twelve years old. For me seeing Marijuana in my house was not uncommon. I would always see my uncle sitting on the couch with the Wizard in hand smoking his green golden delight. At that age I was a very curious boy so I asked Tom “What is that stuff like?”. He replied “ You are gonna sit here and smoke with me, if you like it you can continue, and if you do not you never have to do it again.” So I tried it, and at the time I loved it.
From there on out, life as I knew It got real crazy. My freshman year of high school I started selling drugs for my uncle. I had a group of friends and we all were selling the marijuana. I was also prescribed Ritalin and I figured out that I could also sell that too. Drugs became so important to me tha...
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... laws and trying to help people wherever I can. Compared to the life I was living in my addiction where I was trying to hurt everybody, robbing and stealing from them Just to get what I wanted. Long ago I heard, if you can handle the pull God will pull you through it. That is what happened in my life, God had pulled me through the hell I was living. Knowing Jesus, gave me the peace I was seeking throughout my life, and filled that missing void I was trying to fill while stuck in a criminal lifestyle.
Today I am happily married, have five children, and on my way to have a college degree. What was a normal childhood for me, is a childhood my own children will not have to live. My children think it is abnormal not to pray when we sit down for meals. I grew up with a bong. they are growing up with a Bible. Jesus Christ has given me a day of redemption.
Psychedelic drugs were an icon of the 1960s, its role embedded within the rising counterculture in response to the economic, social, and political turmoil throughout the United States. As a means to impose a central power and control social order, federal authorities were quick to ban the recreational and medical use of psychedelic drugs without consideration of its potential benefits. The recent state laws on the legalization of marijuana in Oregon and Colorado with others soon to follow, is a sure sign of an eventual collective shift in the perceptions of psychedelic drugs. Not only does Daniel Pinchbeck document his reflections on the personal consumption of psychedelic drugs in his unconventional novel Breaking Open the Head, he also advances several assertions on modern Western society in his exploration of polarized attitudes on this controversial topic.
In the stanzas of Elizabeth Bishop’s poem, the speaker very honestly observes the scenes from outside her apartment. From her point of view, she sees a both a bird and a dog in the process of sleeping. The speaker views these animals as having simple lives unbothered by endless questions or worries. Instead, the two live peaceful, uninterrupted existences, rising every morning knowing that “everything is answered” (ln. 22). However, the speaker lives in contrast to this statement instead anxiously awaiting the next day where uncertainty is a likely possibility. Unlike the dog and the bird, the speaker cannot sit passively by as the world continues in its cycle and she carries a variety of emotions, such as a sense of shame. It is evident here that the speaker has gone through or is currently undergoing some sort of struggle. When she states that “Yesterday brought to today so lightly!” she does so in longing for the world to recognize her for her issues by viewing the earth’s graces as so light of actions, and in doing so, she fails to recognize that she can no longer comprehend the beauty of nature that it offers her. In viewing the light hitting the trees as “gray light streaking each bare branch” (ln. 11), she only sees the monotony of the morning and condescends it to merely “another tree” (ln. 13.) To her, the morning is something
Due to their surroundings, most children become what they see. If they see all the adults smoking marijuana freely around them, of course they’re going to think it’s okay to smoke marijuana. They believe with marijuana being illegal, it should be impossible for them to smoke weed. Once the child smokes illegal drugs, they’re no longer seen as innocent. They’ll be punished severely for their actions.
David Sheff starts the story of his family with Nic’s birth and goes all the way long to the present days when his son had survived several years of drug abuse, rehabilitations and relapses. Sheff confesses that his son started to use different kinds of drugs when he was very young. At the age of 11 he would try alcohol and some pot. “In early May, I pick Nic up after school one day …When he climbs into a car I smell cigarette smoke. I lecture him and he promises not to do it again. Next Friday after school…I am packing an overnight bag for him and look for a sweater in his backpack. I do not find a sweater, but instead discover a small bag of marijuana.” (Sheff, 200...
Today is a particularly miserable day because I have to go to a care home the home of the living dead. I had to retrieve a human called Vivian. I looked at her papers. Her life was as intricate as a Michelangelo painting; a life well lived, however every detail beautifully crafted.
Seventeen years ago, I came bounding into a world of love and laughter. I was the first child, the first grandchild, the first niece, and the primary focus of my entire extended family. Although they were not married, my parents were young and energetic and had every good intention for their new baby girl. I grew up with opportunities for intellectual and spiritual growth, secure in the knowledge that I was loved, free from fear, and confident that my world was close to perfect. And I was the center of a world that had meaning only in terms of its effect on me-- what I could see from a height of three feet and what I could comprehend with the intellect and emotions of a child. This state of innocence persisted through my early teens, but changed dramatically in the spring of my sophomore year of high school. My beloved father was dying of AIDS.
“Chapter 2: The History of Marijuana.” Marijuana: Mind-Altering Weed (2008): 18-31. Book Collection: Nonfiction. Web. 24 Mar. 2014.
Bibliography 1) Friedman, Milton. “Prohibition and Drugs.” Newsweek. 1972 2) Potter, Beverly. The Healing Magic of Cannabis.
The use of drugs and mind-alternating substances has been a part of society for decades. The ‘high’ that people attain from the use of such substances is very attractive and exciting however, the effects of this use are minimized. Particularly for youth, a group of individuals who are seeking independence and experimentation, drug use represents the balance between taking risks and taking responsibility for one’s actions. However, the developmental processes of adolescents are known to not encompass the maturity required to fully think through such decisions. As such, the use of a ‘smaller-scale’ drug like marijuana is even more minimized. The purpose of this paper is to discuss what the risks of using marijuana are for youths, why they are the most affected, how this problem has progressed over the last three decades, and what preventative measures and treatment options are in place. It will also discuss what schools, parents, and government agencies could be doing to help improve the issue, and the impact that this issue is having on society.
I was always lying to my parents, going out to parties, and staying at places I should not have been. My lifestyle was something I could not talk to my parents about, but I could confide in other friend 's parents or my youth pastors. I always wonder how different my teenage years would have been if my parents were more open and approachable about living life in God 's image. At home, we all knew of our faith and acted according, no cursing, no drinking, but we never specifically spoke of how difficult it can be to not fall into temptation. My parents were not understanding of any mistakes; it was, "you better not be doing those kinds of things," the end. This is not to say my parents are at fault for me being a rebellious teenager who lied to her parents and got drunk on the weekends because I was well aware of the sins I was committing and I attempted many times to
Enfin, one of the most browbeating and frustrating things in the world is the disease of addiction. It is a progressive, chronic, and often fatal disease that takes control of life away from people. However, “drugs are here to stay, and...we have no choice but to learn how to live with them so that they cause the least possible harm” (Torr 116). Unfortunately, ten percent of all eighth graders and twenty percent of all tenth graders are using marijuana at least once a month (Torr 38).
I think that any person in their childhood were more pure and they believed more in God. In every stage of our life we gain and we lose something. In the course of this changes every person experiences important difficulties that will change their opinion about life and religion. Religion is part of our life in each stage in different forms, in our childhood we learn the most important values about life and simple rules about morality. If we always remember what we learned in our childhood we can become a very spiritual adult, the equilibrium between the childhood and the consecration of the adult life are part of forms that styles a person of the humanity a real self.
After I was all dressed and ready for the big day, I made my way upstairs to eat breakfast. The smell of toast, sausage, eggs, and hash browns filled the air with an inviting aroma. Just as I was setting down to begin eating, my mom turned to me and asked how my morning was going so far. My reply was,” It feels li...
Waking up to a new day. As I rise from my bed I look off into the distance of my bedroom. The bedroom of my house, my very own property. I sit up from my bed, and start contemplating whether or not this is all a dream. But no, this is reality. My reality. I thank you lord for another day it is still very surreal where I am in my life now. 30 years old, living in a 3 story house with two beautiful girls, twins as a matter of fact. A gorgeous view of the world around us, looking out the windows of this gigantic house you can see nothing but beauty. Life at its finest and purity. I always keep a bible and a cross by my bedside and never forget where I came from. The real me, is me. That will never change. Nor will it ever impact me as a father to my beloved children.
I strongly believe that everyone’s childhood is reflected in their adulthood. Wearing the same dress every day for a year and being born a stubborn child has molded me into the young woman I am today. Talking a lot and taking in what I learn has helped to develop strong opinions and morals that help me in making decisions every day. I am proud of who I am and where I come from.