My This I Believe Essay
Anthony Kumar
English 1A
8/20/17
This I Believe
Rolled Ice Cream
I believe in rolled ice cream. I believe with some of the simplest tools of the trade, something truly amazing. Growing up with little, I didn’t always have the privilege to enjoy the spectacular things in life. Living a lavish life, driving an expensive car, or even the occasional mingling of a toy race car seemed to out of my reach. I used to believe that it was always going to be like this. Things were going to be as simple as could be, like an ice cream in a cone. Just ordinary vanilla soft-serve. But little did I know, there was a whole new outlook just waiting for me.
Like I said, things were like vanilla soft-serve. I just had a basic life. There was nothing I did without, but I didn’t have anything extra. But I really dwelled on what I didn’t have. And I always thought it was going to be like that. I believed there wasn’t anything I can do to get me out of my circumstances. My work ethic slumped, I backed out of being around my friends, and I dumped the idea of success in my future. I truly stopped functioning through sports and school. The thought arose that it was going to be like this for a while.
But then I found a breakthrough. I found Icicles rolled ice cream. 600 Main Street, Pleasanton, California. The first time I entered, I was astonished at the fast-paced environment, as rollers from as young as 15 worked tirelessly to deliver the finished product. Beautiful, pristine, rolled ice cream. I was blown away. How could they endure so much pain and suffering. This horrible place was hiring and my dad was pressing me to get a job. But I couldn’t stall any longer so I decided to apply. I got the job and my world was flipped upside down.
What I believed was going to be an awful experience turned out to be a wonderful new beginning. I worked the night shifts, four days a week. After the first week, I was dead. I was debating or not whether to quit because I thought I can make more at a job for doing less. But as the days went by, I was paired with several weird rollers that became some of my best friends. They taught me how work. And before I knew it, things began to look up, including my face.
The crazy thing to me was how could these ordinary people make something so amazing out of the simplest of things. Three spatulas, a freezer, and milk. That’s it. I fully expected old men and women with months of training to perfect this craft. But then came my realization that I didn’t need much to create something amazing. All those times I thought I needed to have every little advantage or every material possession was false. With a little extra work and a little push of positivity, one can achieve anything. That’s when I finally decided to not let my circumstances define who I was going to become in life and how I was going to live it. I believe I will be successful, because no obstacles will hold me back. I believe in my work ethic, and I believe in rolled ice cream.
English 1A
8/20/17
This I Believe
Rolled Ice Cream
I believe in rolled ice cream. I believe with some of the simplest tools of the trade, something truly amazing. Growing up with little, I didn’t always have the privilege to enjoy the spectacular things in life. Living a lavish life, driving an expensive car, or even the occasional mingling of a toy race car seemed to out of my reach. I used to believe that it was always going to be like this. Things were going to be as simple as could be, like an ice cream in a cone. Just ordinary vanilla soft-serve. But little did I know, there was a whole new outlook just waiting for me.
Like I said, things were like vanilla soft-serve. I just had a basic life. There was nothing I did without, but I didn’t have anything extra. But I really dwelled on what I didn’t have. And I always thought it was going to be like that. I believed there wasn’t anything I can do to get me out of my circumstances. My work ethic slumped, I backed out of being around my friends, and I dumped the idea of success in my future. I truly stopped functioning through sports and school. The thought arose that it was going to be like this for a while.
But then I found a breakthrough. I found Icicles rolled ice cream. 600 Main Street, Pleasanton, California. The first time I entered, I was astonished at the fast-paced environment, as rollers from as young as 15 worked tirelessly to deliver the finished product. Beautiful, pristine, rolled ice cream. I was blown away. How could they endure so much pain and suffering. This horrible place was hiring and my dad was pressing me to get a job. But I couldn’t stall any longer so I decided to apply. I got the job and my world was flipped upside down.
What I believed was going to be an awful experience turned out to be a wonderful new beginning. I worked the night shifts, four days a week. After the first week, I was dead. I was debating or not whether to quit because I thought I can make more at a job for doing less. But as the days went by, I was paired with several weird rollers that became some of my best friends. They taught me how work. And before I knew it, things began to look up, including my face.
The crazy thing to me was how could these ordinary people make something so amazing out of the simplest of things. Three spatulas, a freezer, and milk. That’s it. I fully expected old men and women with months of training to perfect this craft. But then came my realization that I didn’t need much to create something amazing. All those times I thought I needed to have every little advantage or every material possession was false. With a little extra work and a little push of positivity, one can achieve anything. That’s when I finally decided to not let my circumstances define who I was going to become in life and how I was going to live it. I believe I will be successful, because no obstacles will hold me back. I believe in my work ethic, and I believe in rolled ice cream.