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An old, Irish proverb states, “You’ve got to do your own growing, no matter how strong your grandfather was.” Although I may have received my hulk like strength from my ancestors’ genes, I still make myself who I am. Granted, my ample biceps certainly do construct a part of my whole self, but I like to think that there is much more to me than my abnormal physique. However, there are assuredly many advantages for being strong.
Being more powerful than others benefits me in nearly ever aspect of my life. In Football, I am able to impose my will and fling defenders off me with little to no effort, instead of wasting precious energy trying to out run my opponents. I often win arm wrestling matches, sometimes for the custody of small children. Others at school see me as the “Go-To Man.” Rarely does a day pass without a friend or teacher asking me to get something down from the ceiling, attach a poster or the like to the top of the dry erase board or help the janitors deliver a heavy load from the storage room. Socially speaking, strong people seem to receive the stereotypes of being born leaders who are athletic, strong, competitive, loyal and prestigious. Everyday, strangers approach me with these presumed ideas, and it works greatly to my advantage. I am only all the more joyous to show that I deserve these presuppositions by letting them get to know me further.
The daily advantages my strength provides me makes me thankful and proud. Because of my above average prowess, I stand out to others and must be responsible for my actions. Strangers and little children often admire my strength, and that acts as a constant reminder of the good example I must set for all people today. If you disagree, I regret to inform you that I WILL CRUSH YOU, YOU INSOLENT BASTARD!
Being more powerful than others benefits me in nearly ever aspect of my life. In Football, I am able to impose my will and fling defenders off me with little to no effort, instead of wasting precious energy trying to out run my opponents. I often win arm wrestling matches, sometimes for the custody of small children. Others at school see me as the “Go-To Man.” Rarely does a day pass without a friend or teacher asking me to get something down from the ceiling, attach a poster or the like to the top of the dry erase board or help the janitors deliver a heavy load from the storage room. Socially speaking, strong people seem to receive the stereotypes of being born leaders who are athletic, strong, competitive, loyal and prestigious. Everyday, strangers approach me with these presumed ideas, and it works greatly to my advantage. I am only all the more joyous to show that I deserve these presuppositions by letting them get to know me further.
The daily advantages my strength provides me makes me thankful and proud. Because of my above average prowess, I stand out to others and must be responsible for my actions. Strangers and little children often admire my strength, and that acts as a constant reminder of the good example I must set for all people today. If you disagree, I regret to inform you that I WILL CRUSH YOU, YOU INSOLENT BASTARD!