This post is supposed to be about anything I want but to be a rebal I will do exactely that. So I will talk to you about a cat in a fish pond or even a unicorn fart. Which reminds me; did you know that unicorn farts power the internet. A friend of mine whose link I will put down the bottom said "Every sixtey seconds in Africa a minute passes." The most comman saying around my group of friends at the moment is: are you a wizard? Highly sarcastic of course and said when you say something very obvious about something thats obvious itself. Another friend of mine believes that slamming a revolving door isn't impossible. It is and he is wrong!
But I have finished with this post and will release al the stuff in my mind some other time.

Hello everyone, my name is Will. I am here to speak to you about
my topic, which is Longer Playtime.

Everyone likes playtime right? Because if you do, you can listen
to my short speech on why we should get longer playtime and if you don’t want
longer playtime I will try to convince you as to why you should want it. 

First I am going to explain the bad things about a longer playtime; you might have to go to school for a longer amount of time so you can learn a lot of important stuff or the school times might stay the same but you won’t get as smart. At home you might have to go to bed earlier because you
will get really tired playing at school. 

But that is just the bad stuff now I will explain the good stuff;
a longer playtime means longer play outside, which then leads to less class time
so you get to go home quicker.

As you have heard the good things outweigh the bad by a lot. So
please rise up against the teachers and get a longer
playtime!

Thank you for listening.
Goodbye.



Summery:

My persuasive speech is targeted at preps which meant that I needed to dumb it down a lot because my normal vocabulary would be difficult for preps to understand. Also before I started I knew if I was going to do the preps it would have to be and and be about something they're intersted in. I also knew that they wouldn't understand it if they read it so I had to read it because I could help them understand with my voice.

As I look down upon the slab I see a swirl of brown and white
powder. I move away to retrieve my yellowy, gooey liquid the smell of vanilla
tapping lightly against my nose. When I move closer to the door of nourishment the whirring gets louder to my right. Once I touch the plastic surrounding the goo I ponder whether this will actually work, my pride on the line. I take my goo back to my swirl of powder and make a swirl of all three. Time passes quickly after that, it all just a blur and my mind elsewhere, but I do remember the smell of electricity, the buzzing in my ears and the vibrations against my hands. As the blur of time slows I smell sweat, and I realise that lifting my arms up isn’t a good idea. I look down at what I have done; the smell of chocolate causes my mouth to salivate. I must taste it and taste it I do, its sweet and slightly nutty, it tastes a whole lot better than it looks, as it looks like runny excrement. But I’m happy with this runny excrement, so I put it in the box that cooks for close to two halve hours combined. The smell of chocolate still in the air, I walk away.

Below in order top to bottom: A box that cooks, yellow gooey stuff, runny excremant and a swirl of brown and white powder.

As I look down upon the bench I see a swirl of cocoa powder and
flour. I move away to retrieve my oil the smell of vanilla tapping lightly against my
nose. When I move closer to the pantry the whirring of the fridgegets louder to
my right. Once I touch the plastic surrounding the oil I ponder whether this
will actually work, my pride on the line. I take my oil back to my swirl of
powder and make a swirl of all three. Time passes quickly after that, it all
just a blur and my mind elsewhere, but I do remember the smell of electricity,
the buzzing in my ears and the vibrations against my hands when I turn the
beaters on. As the blur of time slows I smell sweat, and I realise that lifting
my arms up isn’t a good idea because I am sweating. I look down at what I have
done; the smell of chocolate causes my mouth to salivate. I must taste it and
taste it I do, its sweet and slightly nutty, it tastes a whole lot better than
it looks, as it looks like runny cake batter. But I’m happy with this cake
batter, so I put it in the oven for close to one hour. The smell of chocolate
still in the air, I walk away.

The first one was more interesting and the most fun to write, while the second one has more information and was much easier to write.
But I most prefer the first one.