why we should not wear uniforms

                                              Why we should not wear uniforms

I strongly believe that we should not wear uniforms. I will provide you with adequate reasons as to why we should not wear uniforms.

We shouldn’t have uniforms because it will save money. Uniforms don’t grow on trees, they actually cost a lot of money. The money that families spend on uniforms, they could spend it on more important things e.g. food, shelter, water etc.

Some families can’t  afford uniforms, most people don’t realize this but uniforms can be very expensive. Just the t-shirt and skirt/shorts can cost around eighty to a hundred dollars. Most parents will probably also want a jumper to keep their child warm in winter. On top of that there are shoes, which will cost around ten to twenty dollars. Altogether that will cost around a hundred and seventy dollars. The situation will get even worse if parents have multiple children.

Your uniform can get very dirty especially if you like to play sports. Your parents probably won’t want to wash your uniform everyday. In winter your uniform won’t dry as quick as it did in the summer. Most mornings your uniform will still be wet. If your school didn’t have uniforms you wouldn’t need to worry about your clothes drying because you would wear different clothes everyday.

Some kids don’t have the proper uniform. For an example, in winter some kids don’t have school jumpers. So they have to wear non school uniform ones. Kids who do that have to take their uniforms off as soon as they get to school and that can be very hard in winter because it gets very cold. Your child would probably catch a cold by doing that. If schools didn’t have uniforms kids wouldn’t have to worry about taking off their jumper because they wouldn't’ need to.

If schools didn’t have uniforms you would easily be able to tell who’s who. Every student that goes to a school has the same uniform as everyone else in the school. It can be difficult to find someone when everyone looks the same. If school didn’t have uniforms you could easily find the person you're looking for. You wouldn't have to spend an hour just looking for one person, instead you could find the person you looking for in just a couple of minutes. By not having uniforms you could save valuable time.

Schools can still have rules about what people wear, even though there won’t be a uniform. The school can still have rules about what their students wear e.g. people can only wear covered shoes, no sleeves above your shoulders etc. That way everyone can still look  neat and tidy, and each class will look neat in their class picture.

These are all of my reasons for why we should not wear uniforms. I hope I have convinced you beyond doubt.

The Coromandel

                                                          The Coromandel

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon when my sister ran into my room and said “we're going to a beach, get dressed” she said as she stared at my pyjamas. “ Which beach”? I asked. “Don’t know but it’s a beach in the Coromandel” she replied. So I got dressed and gathered my togs, a towel and two books because my mum had sad it was going to be a long drive. My family and I got into the car and my dad drove away.

Smelling the fresh air after being stuck in the car for what felt like days felt  even though it had just been two or three hours felt amazing. We waited for my dad as he found a parking spot. After a couple of minutes my sister spotted my dad heading towards us. As we started to walk on the path towards the beach I saw people walking walking back towards  the car park area and also people heading towards the beach as well. When we started to walk up hill for a while and then down hill for a while, up hill then down hill I knew this was going to be a long walk.

As we walked down the stairs, I could barely move. That forty minute uphill and downhill walk had really gotten to me. I looked at the last two sets of stairs and sighed, but I was also relieved at the same time. I walked down the stairs barely being able to walk, I was basically walking as slow as a snail. I could not wait to feel the warm, brown, comforting sand all over my feet.

Finally! I thought as I set my foot down on the sand. All the pain I had felt when I was walking down the stairs had disappeared. I took my shoes off and dipped my feet in the warm, brown sand. Suddenly I sat down and started to play with the sand, my brother followed me. Thereafter we started to walk to the other side of the beach, we went through a big cave to get to the other side. We saw some large rocks that we could sit on and started to walk towards them.

I sat on a rock as my parents took a million pictures. When they asked me to be in a couple I slowly got up and did my best to smile. When my parents finally finished taking pictures I was brushing the sand of my feet and putting my shoes back on. At the same time I was was staring into what seemed like an endless sea and wishing I was on my comfy bed instead of this super comfortable rock. But I knew we would be in the car on our way home at least and hour or two later, because we would be at this beach for a little while longer. Then the walk back was another story.

Half an hour later my parents told us that we should head back because it was almost seven. Finally! I thought. I was so happy I could have hugged a strang. After we packed up our things we started to head back to the stairs. The stairs I thought, just thinking about it was making me tired. I couldn’t believe that just five minutes ago I could not wait to leave. Now all I wanted to do was stay on the beach forever. After two sets of my legs started to ache I didn’t know how I would survive the rest of the journey.

By the time I was one set of stairs away from the uphill, downhill problem, I could not walk. Just putting my foot up made it hurt. Slow as a slug I put my right foot up then my left, right foot, left foot. I kept on doing this until i was at the top. First we had to go up hill. “Are you kidding me”? I asked myself. I could not believe my luck.“Wow I am so so excited to be going up hill” I said sarcastically. As we walked no one talked. Not even my brother said a word until I ran ahead I ran ahead and saw we were about to go down hill. Instantly I was in a better mood. “Going downhill” I yelled. My brother cheated. I started to walk ahead of my family and it stayed like that for the rest of the way back.

“Were here” I declared as I saw the car park. I was so excited, one step closer to getting home I thought. I jogged towards our car. As I got in I saw a container with sandwiches in it. I took one and happily munched down on it. I passed one to my mum, dad, sister and brother. After a couple of minutes my dad started to drive, and as soon as he did my brother and sister fell asleep. A couple of minutes later I did as well. Even though it was very uncomfortable I couldn’t get my eyes to open up. I guess that just meant I was very, very tired.

I woke up to a loud, unusual sound of rocks. “What’s that noise?” my brother asked sleepily. “The roads full of rocks” my dad replied. “ Great, this is just great” I said sarcastically. I looked out  the window and all I saw was grass, cars, trees and more grass. My parents somehow thought it was beautiful. Suddenly I saw the most gorgeous sunset I had ever seen. It was stunning. With the ocean below it, I couldn’t find the right words to describe it. It was a mixture of four very bold shades of blue, purple, pink, and orange. I watched the colours darken and slowly fade away. As I did my eyes got tired and I slowly fell asleep.

The next time I woke up was when we had arrived home and my dad woke me up. At first I didn’t want to get up but after I heard two words I was wide awake but after I heard two words I was wide awake. Those two words were we’re home. I ran into my house, kicked off my and went into my room. Thereafter I changed into my pyjamas and got into my bed. As soon as my head hit my pillow I was fast asleep. It had been a long, exhausting, but it had also ben fun. No matter how fun my day might have been I was delighted to be home.

Grammar

                                               Starting sentences with adjectives.

1. Bright sunlight streamed into the room.
2. Anxious moments passed before he acted.
3. Carefully he pulled back the curtain to look out the window.
4. Awkward silence settled in the room.