The Lost Thing

One day after school I was waiting for my Mum to pick me up when out of the corner of my eye I saw something small moving. I turned my body to face the small creature, who appeared to be crying. It looked up at me with a sad face so I bent down and picked it up. It was light, with a dark green body with pale red hair, and wearing red shoes. The thing felt metallic like a robot.  I asked what was wrong but there was no answer. It just looked at me helplessly.

A car pulled up and I turned around to see my Mum motioning me to hop in. I put my bag on the back seat and was about to hop in when I thought about the creature.  I couldn’t bring myself to just leave it there so I picked it up and put it in my pocket.

When we got home I raced up to my room and took the creature out. My mind was wondering many things. Where had it come from?, Where did it belong? Once again I tried to ask it something but without luck. The computer had no information on what the thing was, but it came up with a website called ‘Your Lost Thing’, about a place where you can take unusual things that don’t fit in. I clicked on and looked for information on where I could find it. Luckily it wasn’t far from where I lived.  I put my hands out and the thing slowly walked onto them.

We arrived just over 20 minutes later outside two big steel doors. I pushed them open and walked up to a big desk sitting in the middle of the room. I asked where I should take my lost thing. She was about to tell me where to go, but it seemed like something stopped her. Her expression changed to a caring, loving face. She bent down to my ear and whispered some directions. I thanked her and walked down a long dark hall just like her directions said. After walking about 10 metres I arrived at small painting on the wall. I lifted the painting off the wall and discovered a small door with a hole in the centre. I pressed my eye against the hole and was amazed at what I saw on the other side. There were hundreds maybe even thousands of ‘lost things’ just like mine walking around in a light, bright big space. I looked down at the creature. It had a great big smile on it’s face. I lifted my hand up to the door and it walked inside. The lost thing turned around and waved goodbye.

Even to this day I still think about the small lost thing and wonder if it’s happy?

Speech Writing Competition

Deodorant. Most people use them because they think that sweat is bad and that you should cover it up with deodorants and fragrances.  What we end up doing is poisoning ourselves with chemicals.

We use deodorants and fragrances to smell nice and to have a nice appearance, but is it really all that good for you? The 30 second ads on t.v show people spraying lots of deodorant all over themselves to show how we should apply it. But what happens if you are spraying it with other people around and they are allergic to it? You have just poisoned your friend.

Recent studies have shown that there are also ingredients in deodorant and fragrances that can cause breast cancer. One of the main ingredients in deodorant is aluminium. Aluminium based-compounds are what blocks the sweat from getting to the skin’s surface. Some research has shown that aluminium compounds may be absorbed into the skin and blood and change the estrogen receptors in breast cells which may cause breast cancer. Estrogen Receptors are a group of very important proteins found inside cells and are essential for good health.

An example of a deodorant that has bad chemicals is Dove. It has two chemicals, aluminium and tet-ra klooroh ethaleen.   Tet-ra klooroh ethaleen is known to cause damage to the liver and increase the risk of getting cancer. It is most commonly used in industrial cleaning products.

Also the cost of deodorant and smelling fragrances is ridiculous for something that lasts 5-6 weeks and then you throw it out into our landfills which just causes damage to our environment. Everyone in the world who uses something to smell good combined spends on average 18 billion dollars in a year.

Can you put a price on your life?