Sleep Will Find You, Always

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A persuasive essay about sleeping.

Submitted: October 20, 2011

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Submitted: October 20, 2011



I couldn’t believe it; I fell asleep. Well, actually, I could believe it. I hadn’t gotten enough sleep in the past few days, and crashing at some point in the week was unavoidable. Getting sleep is important to a person’s ability to concentrate and stay awake, and I was in desperate need of some. Many students give up needed hours of sleep for various reasons, and this is not healthy. Students should always try to get enough hours of sleep during the school year, to avoid the issues of having a lack a focus during school, risking falling asleep during class, and taking an unplanned nap while working on their homework.

Throughout my school years, mainly this and last school year, 9th and 10th grade, I have often not been getting enough sleep. This has occurred for different reasons, such as staying up late watching a show or movie, reading a book, playing a board or computer game of some sort, not feeling well, doing schoolwork, or talking to a friend. Many of these late nights have been unnecessary, meaning that I could have gone to sleep earlier, but I chose not to. These past weeks, since classes began at River HomeLink on the 9th of September, I have had a lot of schoolwork and homework to get done, (specifically from my history class, where I was given, and still am being given, a bunch of writing and reading assignments) and have been staying up late doing it. On the nights that I have not been up late doing various schoolwork, I have been reading a book or watching T.V. I have also been having to get up early in the mornings for school or other activities. This combination has left me quite tired.

Here’s some background on River HomeLink, the alternative school that I go to. In the past year, there have been major changes, including a building change- to a much smaller location. Basically, the school is a long, wide hallway, with decent (but not all that large) sized classrooms lining either side. It is located next to the Maple Grove Middle School and Primary School, but the people from RHL don’t interact with those from the middle and primary schools. There is no cafeteria, but, during certain times, students from HomeLink can use the neighboring middle school’s. There have also been staff reductions, including the loss of favorite teachers. The changes were devastating to many, and everyone was affected. Not just emotionally, but many were forced to make the decision between a longer drive and switching schools. A lot of students chose, or were forced to chose, to switch.

On the 21st and 22nd of September, a Wednesday and Thursday, I spent most of my time doing schoolwork, homework, and not sleeping. I didn’t get to sleep until midnight on both Wednesday and Thursday night, and because the drive to school was almost a half hour long, I had to get up at 5:30 A.M. on Friday morning. I was not looking forward to getting up so early. When my alarm went off on that dreaded morning, I pulled myself out of bed, got ready, shoved some breakfast into my mouth, and headed off to school.

During my history class, which started at 7:30 A.M., I had a difficult time paying attention to what we were doing. It could easily be seen that everyone else was tired too, one sign was the high amount of laughing going on, and more than one student looked like they were about to fall asleep. The laminated tan desks looked like a nice place to get some sleep. From 9:00 until 10:30 A.M. I had no class, and I spent that time talking to a few of my fellow students who were also very sleepy. Throughout my other classes, Chemistry and English II, I somehow kept myself awake and even managed to comprehended most of what my teachers were saying. But most of that time I felt miserable, and all I wanted to do was take a long nap in a quiet place.
My last class, English II, ended at 2:00 P.M. I walked out of the classroom and down the hall towards the main doors, pausing to talk to some friends of mine. I got into the car, a golden mini van, and by 3:45 P.M. I arrived at home. I opened the car door, and stepped out onto the cement walkway. I climbed up the steps leading to the porch, and then strolled sleepily across the porch to the front door. Entering my green house, I sighed. Now it was time to do more work.

A couple hours later, when I was completing my math work, I could hardly focus and had an extremely hard time keeping my eyes open. If my room were not always so cold, I would have easily fallen asleep. My mother came upstairs once, her brown hair poking above the railing, followed by the rest of her as she ascended the steps. She looked at my exhausted face and frowned. Then, her voice lined with concern, she told me to take a nap, “Chelsea, you need to get some rest,” she said. She’s always telling me to go to sleep or take a nap, or something like that. My sleeping habits are not exactly the best. I really wanted to take her advice, and I probably should have, but I also wanted to complete as much schoolwork as I could that afternoon.

“I might take one later, but I can’t right now,” I replied half-heartedly.

“Alright...,” my mother answered, clearly not agreeing with my choice. I turned my attention away from her and got back to work on my math with a heavy sigh.

That evening I started working on my English homework. I was reading the instructions on what we were to do for the next class, something about prewriting. My teacher, Mr. Anderson, had created a slide show explaining what to do and how to do it. The words often blurred, my head kept nodding. My eyes wanted to stay closed every time I blinked, and I struggled to stay conscious. I was going over what the power point said about the audience. “Before you even begin you must have intimate knowledge of your intended audience. These are the very people you want to persuade,” (Anderson Audience). My head nodded again, and I rested it on my brown wooden desk for a moment.

The next thing I knew I was taking a nap. When I woke up I did not really feel any more rested. I looked up at the screen of my computer and remembered what I was doing. “I fell asleep” was my intelligent conclusion. I got back to work, continuing my reading. “Once you’ve thought long and hard about your Audience, and found a place to publish, you’ve ready to move on. If you haven’t, go back and do that or you’re wasting your time,” (Anderson Prewriting). I pushed on through the rest of the slides, reading all the information. Though I was still very tired, after I finished the power point I did manage to get some of my pre-write done. By the time class on Tuesday arrived, all my homework was done.

While trying to get through a day of school, it helps to get enough hours of sleep the night before, and in order to avoid napping during class and while doing homework, Students should make an effort to get those hours. After a busy couple of weeks, late nights, and early mornings, my focus and alertness were very low. After a particularly exhausting few days of schoolwork and homework, I could hardly keep my eyes open and almost feel asleep multiple times. Finally, I fell asleep while working on completing my English homework. I suggest that, if you dozed at all while reading this essay, you should go and take a planned nap, before an unplanned one occurs.

Works Cited:

Anderson, Ryan. "Persuading Through Personal Narrative." Persuading Through Personal Narrative: Major Writing Assignment #1. N.p., 21 Sept. 2011. Web. 23 Sept. 2011.



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