From the perspective of the worst member of a sports team.

Dear Journal,

I missed again today, and it was a perfect pass too. The keeper was even on the ground, all I had to do was tap the ball in, but I missed.

No, don't get over excited this was not a game. It was just another simple drill during practice. They would never let me in a game with the way I play. If I cant even score once during any drill so far at practice how can I have any hope to play in a game? I suck. I always have sucked, and I always will suck.

Today while I was filling up the water, as usual, the one other kids on the football and volleyball teams called me the water boy. Then, they pushed me over and the water jug spilled everywhere. This made infuriated my coach, who didn't care that it wasn't my fault. I had to fill the water again and run extra laps at practice. 

I don't know why I don't get any better even after all the practice I've had. I want to quit, but my parents would be too disappointed in me. My Dad was so happy when I first told him I was going to play soccer. I can't let him down like that.

I like the sport, but I just suck at it. My only option is try practice even harder. I can only hope that some point before I work myself into exhaustion I'll get just a little better.

From the Perspective of a Kid Who Gets Bullied.

Dear Journal,

I don't understand why this has to happen to me. Today was even worse than yesterday.

When I got on the bus everything was normal, people were throwing things at me and calling me names. I sat in the only empty seat near the back of the bus. That was a terrible decision. While sitting in the back the bus driver, the only person who might protect me, could not see me or anything else that was about to happen. All of the sudden 3 of the older 8th grade kids jumped on me and started punching and kicking me. They tore my clothes, broke my glasses, and ripped all the papers in my backpack.

When we got to school everyone was making fun of my ripped shirt as I walked inside. I couldn't walk without stumbling because my glasses were now destroyed. When I got to my first class I couldn't pass in my homework because it was ripped to shreds. I received no mercy from the teachers, who wouldn't believe my story. The rest of the day followed the same pattern of me stumbling to my next class, not passing in my homework, and kids relentlessly making fun of me and laughing.

I just don't know what to do. This never happened to me last year in 6th grade, but now that I am in junior high everything is terrible. I don't want to tell a teacher or my parents because then I will be labeled a snitch, and things will be even worse. I could try and fight back, but I don't think I can protect myself against three 8th graders. Maybe I should make friends with 8th graders who can protect me. I have to think of something.

From the perspective of an International Student.

Dear Journal,

Maybe this whole exchange student program was a bad idea. I thought it would be a great chance for me to have some fun, and make new friends. This was a lot harder than I expected. I've only been here for two days and I'm more than ready to go home.

I thought I knew Spanish pretty well in America but now that I'm in Spain nothing makes sense anymore. I can understand the basis of what people are saying to me, but I usually would miss a word or two. In America not knowing a word or two was a 95% instead of a 100% on a test, but in Spain it means you can't communicate with anyone. I can never get the context what people are saying right. I can't tell who is being serious, or who is being sarcastic. There was one incident when someone said my American clothes were really nice. I said thank you, but they just laughed. I guess that was sarcasm. Any time I try to talk all I receive is laughter or confused faces. This really sucks.

 Today I was so confused when school ended at 11AM. I think some one was trying to explain to me (I was lucky to get anyone to talk to me) that  everyone had to 'rest' or something like that. I was happy I got to leave school, but when I went to what I understood was the local market to buy some new Spanish clothes , no one was there. I have no choice to but to sit in my 'house' from noon until three because the rest of town is deserted during that time. 

In America I wouldn't have had school today because it is Columbus Day, but that doesn't apply here. I can't even watch the Red Sox because all that is on TV is soccer, and its in Spanish of course.

The school that I am going to does not have its own soccer team, so I would have to join a random club with players that are way too good for me.

The only good thing is that, the people I am staying with have a computer and a telephone. These two things will help me survive. At least I can talk to my parents and friends.

I just want to come home.

Ideas for the Perspective of an international Student

• Can't understand what people are saying in conversations
• People make fun of me because I cannot understand them
• The culture is very different; example different holidays or religions
• No other international students to be friends with
• Missing family
• Can't watch TV or read most things in your own language
• May get bad grades only because you can't understand questions
• Language barrier

From an Inanimate to Myself (Letter 5)

Dear Mike,

This summer was really fun for me. We had some great times together. Absolutely destroying everyone we played in Madden was awesome. As was shooting down all the enemy fighter jets we encountered. But I miss you.

I am writing this to remind you that I'm still around. You haven't  even pressed one button on me in over a month! I know school has started, and soccer makes you really tired, but this isn't like you. When you aren't busy with tons of homework we should remind everyone who's the best. Aren't you sick of your friends and rivals bragging yet?

I also wanted to talk about how you treat me. Look, when PS2 freezes on the last level of a game it does not give you the right to throw me against a wall! I have never seen you do that with a Wii controller. Are they any better then me? Also, DS told me that he cannot stand to be dropped off your bed one more time. 

Look, I know that I'm not shaped like a guitar, I can't be used to accesses the internet, and I'm not motion sensitive, but I still have known you longer than any of those other controllers. I'm still fun and you know it. It's only a matter of time until you pick me up again.

Missing you,

Your PS2 Controller

From a Body Part to Me (Letter 4)

Dear Mike,

This is Hell! Soccer may be fun for you but these first two days have been terrible for Lefty and me. I don't think we can last a whole season. 

It's great that you are getting exercise, having fun, and all that, but is it really worth it? You are working us to the bone. I honestly don't know how you are dealing with this pain. The only explanation is that it hurts so bad that you are numb. Mind and Nerves must be letting you know how we feel. I shouldn't even have to write this letter, all this running needs to stop. Do you remember when you sprained me a while back? I don't know how you are brave enough to risk that happening again, because I  won't be able to bear it.

I know that your response will say something like you will be ten times stronger because of soccer, but I have my doubts. If you hurt me or Lefty then you won't be able to play and we will be weaker than ever before. If this continues you better hope it is worth it. I'm struggling to hold you up every day.

Sincerely,

 Your swollen right ankle

Letter from the Devil to God (Letter 3)

Oh My God,

How are things up there in Heaven? Its been getting very crowded down here in Hell lately. I don't know if you have noticed (actually you are supposed to be omniscient aren't you), but there are far more evil people in the world then good.

It is very entertaining to watch people try to resist evil. They know that it will bring them pleasure, which is every human's only desire, so I don't know why they bother. I also find it amusing that they believe worshipping you will excuse their every flaw. How foolish they are.

You are currently losing the battle for their souls, and I am going to keep it that way. All I need to do is sit back and watch the show. The humans are causing their own damnation through everything they do. As technology progresses you would assume that humans would too, this is very false. They become more ignorant and reliant upon it. It makes them lazy. It also causes wars and violence to be more devastating. The more they rely on material possessions or technology the better. They will forget to use the vales within themselves and others.

There are still many good things and people that need to be eliminated, but they will all come to my side with enough time. I wonder how you plan to deal with this.

Your worst enemy,

The Devil

Letter from Nature to Humanity (Letter 2)

Dear Humans,

You obviously will not learn you lesson until you destroy the planet. Just because you can't see or realize the effects of your existence does not mean they are not tremendously harmful.

 All of you must stop arguing if global warming is real or not, and do something to prevent it. If pollution continues at this rate, then the Earth will be ruined to a state from which it cannot recover. It is good that  you are finally bringing forth the issue of alternative fuels, and I hope you quickly apply them. Sunlight, wind, and water are my gifts to you, so use them to your advantage. 

I am not a battlefield for you to wage war either. I am here to shelter all creatures of the world. Bombs, planes, and guns only cause destruction. When will you learn? Only after all the species of the Earth are extinct, including your own, following a nuclear war.

If you don't understand by now that all resources of the earth are limited, then it is hopeless. Ignorance will be deadly to your race. Remember that if I am destroyed, then you too will be destroyed. Please heed my warning.

Here until you destroy me,

Nature

Letter from Myself 10 Years in the Future (Letter 1)

Dear Mike,

Knowing you, in fact I am you, you probably will find it hard to believe its possible to receive a letter from the future. Then you will remember that you think anything is possible don't you? I am writing this to give you some advice that you may need later.

Don't stop trying in school, even though I know you never give up on anything, and this trait won't change. The next two years are going to be the two most important years in your pre-college life. You have got to try harder than you ever have. Your ability to memorize things is extremely useful, but don't let it make you lazy. Getting a 96% by just paying attention in class may be an accomplishment, but sometimes the ten more minutes of studying is worth it to get a 100% especially during these years. By the way, even though I know it won't stop because I still do it all the time, try to procrastinate just a little less. You work well under pressure so use it to your advantage, but don't think that it is best to wait until the last minute every time.

No, I am not going to ruin it and tell you what college you go to, but I will say that it will be lots of hard work no matter where you go. Don't forget that it will also be tons of fun. I wonder if you reading this letter will change how things turn out. I hope not because things are great right now, and I am not going to spoil it.

 Never play the lottery because you won't win for the next 10 years. Also, don't invest too much money in the stock market. Try not to change the timeline too much because everything turns out great.

From,

Mike

Letter From A Person I've Hurt

October 22, 2008

Dear Mike,

            I know I haven’t talked to for three years now, but I think it’s time for that to change. What happened that day on the phone was terrible. When you said what you said I couldn’t believe my ears. I was shocked and hurt. That was one of the worst moments of my life, and I hope you realize that.

 

            But now I understand that this whole problem is just as much your fault as it is mine. It was wrong of me to listen in on a conversation you were having with another person, but that still doesn’t make it OK for you to say something like that. I also now accept your apology that I should have accepted three years ago. You tried really hard to apologize, but I did not listen to any of it. I didn’t accept it because I wasn’t ready to forgive you. It was too soon, I was hurt, and I was too angry to even talk to you.

 

            I regret that we haven’t talked for three years because we used to be such good friends. My failure to forgive you ruined our friendship and caused so many more problems. We avoid each other so much that it affects our personalities. I want to go back to what it was like before that day on the phone. What do you say Mike can we start over?

Your old, and hopefully new friend,

Tanya

 

My Five Cliffhanger Introduction Stories

I woke up and immediately began to frantically search for my backpack in the darkness.

 My Algebra II homework had to be done by forth period. I completely forgot and fell asleep the night before. When I woke up it hit me like a rock on my head. After working as fast I could in the car ride I managed to get 10 of the 30 problems done. In the IRC I got through 5 more. Then in Theology another 5. I couldn't do any in English because we had a test that day. Thankfully I had time in Chemistry to do 9 more. I ran to Algebra II and finished the last one in the minute I had before class started. I felt accomplished and very lucky. 

When I hit the ground I heard the sound of a stick snapping.

I didn't know it at the time but I had broken my collar bone (clavicle). I was playing football with Sebastian, Mike Grigas, Andy, Tom, and other people. Tommy threw me a pass that a could have caught if I dove for it, which stupidly, I did. My fingertips barely touched the ball, and I did not catch it. I landed full force on my shoulder, and that is when I herd it. The infamous crack that still gives me chills today. Right after I hit the ground I rolled over and got back up, not feeling any pain, then about 3 seconds later my shoulder was killing me. Andy then said, "Oh, Mike you're fine, you just have a stinger. It will be OK in 15 minutes." I sat down next to a pole on the side of the field. When we walked over to the basketball court Andy and Tommy kept poking my shoulder and asking if it hurt every time. After poking down by my neck, Tom established, "OK good its not your collar bone, because that would suck." Tommy  couldn't have been more wrong. I didn't go to the hospital for 3 days after this happened because the pain was slowly going away, and I though I was fine. When my Mom finally convinced me to go to the hospital I found out what made the cracking noise. http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30007632&l=68fa2&id=1245330096

I was laughing hysterically, probably the most I have ever laughed, in amazement and disbelief that what we made worked. 

I will always remember when Daryl first said to me, "Lets build a hovercraft". I thought that it was the stupidest idea ever because I kept thinking that it would never work. I said that to him in a joking way after every failed attempt we had. Then, when it finally worked I was in such disbelief that I couldn't control my laughter. It was probably the best idea we ever had, and my skepticism towards it made it all the better when it worked. We even went on to win the science fair.

I nearly went into shock when I saw the whitest flash and heard the loudest noise in my life.

I was at my house on Cape Cod. During a thunderstorm in the summer lighting struck the tree outside of my house. All I can remember is that I was sitting on the couch and it was 6 in the morning. The lighting traveled down the tree, into the roots, which lead to the pipes under my house. It traveled along the metal pipes, and finally stopped in my basement where 2 pipes crossed. It had blown a hole in one of these pipes and my basement was filled with a foot of water. Coincidentally my Dad was brushing his teeth during the lighting strike. If he had been washing his hands at the wrong time, it could have been tragic. 

When I looked at the clock it was 2 am already, and I could not believe I let this happen again.

I once again did not get to finish my homework before 2 am. This was terrible because I had done the same the night before. I was getting increasingly tired throughout the week. My procrastination was devastating on nights when I had to do AP U.S. History outlines, which take at least 4 hours. I was sick of listening to my parents telling me to go to bed, but i wasn't going to give up. I managed to finish the outline by 3 am. After that, I always begin my outlines at least an hour or two earlier than I normally would.

Five Cliffhanger Introductions

I woke up and immediately began to frantically search for my backpack in the darkness.

When I hit the ground I heard the sound of a stick snapping.

I was laughing hysterically, probably the most I have ever laughed, in amazement and disbelief that what we made worked.

I nearly went into shock when I saw the whitest flash and heard the loudest noise in my life.

When I looked at the clock it was 2 am already, and I could not believe I let this happen again.

Another Unflattering Thing

I got my iPod as a free gift with my computer in the summer of 2006, and I started using it iPod a lot in late January. My iPod also came with the usual set of iPod headphones. Back then I thought it was a big deal to keep the little black foam pieces over the headphones. I will not easily for get the day I lost the first one. 

One day in April of freshman year I took my iPod out of the front pocket of my backpack like usual, but to my dismay that little black piece was not on the left headphone (yes I do still remember and I am sure that it was the left). I remember immediately telling Billy because he was one of the first people around me that morning, I vented my problem to him. I was angry for the whole day, and didn't want to listen to my iPod for about 3 days, which is a long time for me with no music. Every time I looked at my Ipod all I could think of was that I lost that little black piece.

After loosing the first one wearing only one random piece of black foam was pointless. I soon gave up on the foam all together. Then I happily enjoyed my iPod for 8 more months. Over that time the place where the metal plug meets the wire gradually wore out. Then one day in late January (after the 1 year warranty was expired) the wire became loose enough that the left headphone did not work, which was more annoying to me than both breaking. I spent about an hour trying to fix them. This only resulted in the right headphone breaking and more rage from me. 

I suffered for one week, and then I found another pair of headphones in my house, which had a retractable wire. This was great for storing them, the only problem was the wire would sometimes retract while I was listening to music, causing the headphones to be ripped from my ears, which I find extremely unpleasant, and the other end would sometimes retract and hit me in the face. These headphones suffered from the same fate as the previous ones, but they lasted a much shorter amount of time. This was because I hated these headphones and did not treat them with care. After that pair broke I found a pair of really old headphones (the big ones that go over the top of your head). These were very old and weak, since I was used to the newer, more durable headphones I eventually broke this pair after two weeks of carelessness.

After that there were zero pairs of headphones left to use, and I was forced to buy new ones. I bought the new Apple iPod headphones at the end of February for $30. I did not bother putting the foam pieces on these, as I knew that they would only irritate me if i lost them. I was perfectly satisfied with this pair until about September. In September the silver part of the right headphone that goes in the ear would pop out of the white plastic part every time  I took it out of my ear. Even though I could pop it back in, this was an extremely annoying sensation. The exposed wire would even give my fingers mild static shocks. I got very sick of this, so I super-glued the piece back in place. I was happy with my repair job until it started happening with the left side. I never got around to gluing it, and eventually the wire wore out, and only the left side stopped working. This happened about a week ago, and I remember complaining about my situation to Macda and Dora who were online at the time. 

After that I started to use my cellphone headphones which I got in September. I did not like these headphones because the wire leding to the left ear is much shorter then the one leading to the right for some reason unknown to me, and consequently the left one always falls out of my ear, which I hate. These headphones are noise canceling, which means they have a small rubber piece, similar to a suction cup that holds them in your ear. Today I lost that small rubber piece to, of course, the left side.

I went through 5 pairs of headphones in a little over two and a half years. Ever since the first pair broke it got me irritated, and  as a result of my temper, I wasn't concerned when the other pairs broke. When I got new ones I took them for granted and let them slowly break because of my carelessness. I complain about this minor situation to many people and make it sound like a big deal. Its amazing that I let such small problem aggravate me so much, but it does and it always will.

"Me Talk Pretty One Day" Response

1. Sedaris makes this into a humorous essay by making fun of the teacher. He makes sarcastic jokes about her, and her relationship with the various students. He is humorous when he cannot understand the teacher. The funniest moment is at the end of the essay when he attempts to speak in French, and he uses words it the literal sense that don't fit the meaning of the sentence.

Deadpan humor is a bland and expressionless form of humor. Sedaris uses deadpan humor when he describes the other students in the class. He does it a completely serious manner, but its results is humorous.

2. Sedaris slowly reveals a lot about himself in this essay. He characterized himself through his reaction to to other people and his analysis of the situation he is in. By the end of the essay one can assume that Sedaris is intimidated with trying to learn a new language, but he is laid back, comical, and the situation he is in entertains him and thus the reader. We can base the assumption off of his reactions to various situations. 

My Unflattering Procrastination

Everyone has at least one thing that they hate about themselves. This is my extreme procrastination for me. Whenever I have homework, a task that is boring, or something that I simply do not wish to do, I will always wait until the last minute to complete it. I really do not enjoy this fact. It often causes me to stay up extremely late, or get grades that definitely  could have been better if I had a little more time to spend on something. One of my most severe cases of procrastination was my freshman year science fair project.

All throughout the process of the science fair I was handing things in on the last minute. I had no idea what my experiment was going to be until the night before I had to submit an idea for one. This last minute ordeal was also true of the lab report, and the display poster. The worst of all was the poster. It was the night before science fair and I didn't have a poster board, and much less an idea of what to put on that poster board. Yet somehow I managed to get the poster done at 3 am, and get four hours of sleep. Even more amazing is the fact that I earned second place in the science fair. This was both amazing and disappointing. I was amazed that my last minute project could have earned second place. I was disappointed because it will always haunt me that maybe if I had worked for more time I could have won. However, it doesn't bother me that I got second because I knew that my experiment was very good even if it was done at the last minute.

I somehow have very good luck when I do things at the last minute. It is a punishment that I procrastinate so much, but it is a blessing that I work extremely well under pressure. These two things combine, and the result is usually something very good. I will wait until the last minute to do something, but then I  do an excellent job on it because I know its the last minute. Sometimes I feel as though if I did an a task early, I would do a lazy or bad job on it. I always study for every test only on the night before, even on finals, and every high school essay I have written thus far was written on the night before it was due. It is definitely not a good idea for others to try and follow this method because it most likely will turn out terrible. In order to be successful at what I do you must not give up even when its 2 am, have a strong desire to get everything done, and have some very good luck. I am not saying that procrastination is a good thing, but it is just the way I am. It works out  for me only because I work better under pressure. I always try very hard to break this habit, but I haven't been successful thus far. As evidence of this one only needs to look at what time I published this post. (2:09 am)

Shooting an Elephant Question Responses

1. Shooting an Elephant contains two major themes. They are; the results of imperialism and the influence of peer pressure. The story relates to imperialism because during this time Britain was an Imperial Empire that was controlling India at the time that this story takes place. The officer hates his work and does not believe in imperialism. At the same time the story involves peer pressure. This is because the officer is pressured into shooting the elephant by the surrounding crowd. This is also how the two themes relate. The officer is forced into shooting the elephant by the principle of imperialism. He, as a white man and an example of the empire, must show his dominance over the surrounding natives. The natives must not see the empire as weak so he is pressured by his peers into killing an innocent elephant.

2. Orwell reveals his unflattering traits by showing his thought process. He states every thought and influence in his mind that lead to his final decision. He reveals that he is easily influenced by peer pressure by showing what is going on in his mind during the situation.. He states about what she should have done or what he wanted to do, then he tells of his decision making process that changed that original thought, and lastly he states the final outcome. 

How to be Popular

1. Have lots of friends but don't know any particular one very well. Just be good friends or acquaintances with everyone you meet.

2. Play the sport that you are best at, and always act like the best on the team.

3. Get average grades, but don't study too hard or be overly concerned with school.

4. Act relaxed at all times.

5. Always have something to do or somewhere to go.

6. Act like you've seen the movie that everyone else is talking about even if you haven't.

7. Always be surrounded by other people.

8. Dress to stand out from others, but don't dress strange.

9. Act like your open or accepting to anything that any one of your friends likes.

10. If someone has a problem with you handle it yourself by causing a big scene.

Against Homework

Homework is a terrible task that keeps students up into the late hours of the night. It often causes parents to yell, “Go to bed!” as students desperately try to complete it before exhaustion claims their weary bodies and minds. There is no student in the world that enjoys homework, and it is always the worst part of his or her day. The purpose of homework is to reinforce material learned in school. However, it rarely fulfills this purpose because of all the problems it causes. Homework has an overall negative influence on students because it makes school have negative connotations, it causes massive stress and health issues, and it is seldom effective at achieving its purpose.

            When students simply hear the word homework it is automatically linked with school. You cannot have one without the other. Since most students hate homework, they will, as a result, begin to hate school. This can happen from an early age, which can be devastating. If a student has hatred of school it will certainly lead to problems later on in life. This negative relationship could result in a student dropping out of school, all because of homework. It does not matter if the student is intelligent or not. Giving a smart student homework on something that they already have learned is useless. Giving homework to a student who does not know how to do the assignment results in them either giving up, or doing it incorrectly, and feeling ashamed the next day. If teachers could work at an efficient rate, and get everything done in class, there would be no need for homework. Homework can extinguish a young child’s curiosity for learning. If homework were eliminated students would enjoy school, and get to spend the other limited hours of the day doing different activities.

            When a student arrives home from school the last thing that they want to do is their homework, and yet it is always looming the back of their minds. It is nearly impossible to get off a student’s mind, especially with their parents constantly nagging them about it all day. Students have next to no free time. Between school, eating, and sleeping there is little time for anything besides homework. Usually sleeping will be sacrificed in order to complete ridiculous amounts of unnecessary and repetitive work. Lack of sleep will only lead to less effectiveness in school, and all the more risk of getting sick, which leads to missed school days. Next to suffer is time for nutrition. Students may miss breakfast in order to get to school early and do homework, or they could spend lunch doing homework they were too tired to complete. Homework also causes stressful relationships between parents and their children. No one likes to nag someone, and no one likes to listen to nagging. Homework can cause fights between parents and children, which makes it all the more of a stressful activity. If a student is physically or mentally unhealthy they cannot do well in school. If homework is the cause of this unhealthiness, it is obvious that it needs to be eliminated. Homework causes mental and physical issues and, it is not what it was intended to be.

            Homework is intended to help students not harm them, but all it does is cause harm. Teachers would argue that doing homework helps boost the grades of their students, but that is just giving students points for doing the teacher’s job. Once a student completes their homework there is no urge to learn further. Who would want to learn more after doing three hours of homework late at night? All students are focused on is getting their work done and going to sleep. Teachers would also say that doing homework involves applying techniques learned in class, and this will strengthen a student’s knowledge. On the contrary, the more a student does a certain type of assignment, the more they will begin to become bored of it and dislike it. That student will only perform well on that one test or quiz and then simply forget the information. Material that is freely learned or researched will be easily remembered, but material that is forced into a student’s brain will push itself out as soon as it can.

            The negative effects of homework far outweigh and out number the trivial positive effects. It makes students associate school with a terrible chore. It also makes parents constantly annoy their children to do their homework until it becomes too late, and that turns into telling them to get some sleep. Homework ruins the confidence of students, and it is not what teachers perceive it to be. Homework only makes students’ brains into sponges that absorb information, not knowledge, and squeeze it out onto a test paper, after which it never returns.

Self- Esteem

What is your opinion yourself? We as humans often judge other people and their decisions, but we also judge ourselves. When we judge ourselves approvingly we have a high self-esteem, or we could be disapproving of our own character, which results in low self-esteem. Having a higher self esteem is naturally more advantageous then having a low self-esteem. 

Lauren Slater attempts to make an argument against holding a high self-esteem, which is one of the pillars of American mentality. She claims that having  a high opinion of one's self will only lead to disappointment, and having low expectations will result in surprising achievement.  Almost every physiologist handles patients by giving them self worth.If a person does not value themself, how can they live life? Slater uses studies that show people with higher self opinions seem to be more abusive. The truth is that these people don't have too much self-esteem, but rather they do not value others. If Americans began to listen to Slater the county would fall into a state of turmoil.

If everyone began to have low-self esteem and disapprove of themselves the world would be turned upside down. This goes against everything we are taught since we are born. We are rewarded and told not to be excessively angry with ourselves.  People would go into a state of mass depression. No one would have goals, and there would be no respect for life. Every human being would consider themselves, and thus all others, as worthless. As this happens violence would be everywhere. People cannot learn the value of the life of another, if they do not value their own life.

Having respect for one's self is vital to living life. Showing self-respect is an obvious path towards misery. Slater is right that too much self respect can lead to problems. If one is overly confident, it can lead to extreme disappointment. This could also lead to a cocky personality, and its hard to be friends with that type of self-centered person. 

Self-esteem, like most other things, is good in moderation. One should have the confidence to make and try to achieve goals, but if these goals are not accomplished they must not get too down on them-self. Having low self-esteem and expectations is not the answer to being disappointed. One must simply remember that anything is possible, and just because they might fail at something does not make them a bad person.