Part 1 of Essay
Life is a white water river. At first I paddle slowly along the uncharacteristically-calm waters to school. I have got to steel myself to keep up with the tiresome work that lies ahead of me. The heavy waves of work pound me tirelessly as I attempt to manoevour around the feared whirlpool of depression, which at any giv ....

Part 2 of Essay
.... the whirlpool of depression. On the other hand, there are many positive aspects to this white water river with its exhilarating highs and its anticipated lows. There are many interested people whom I may accidentalily bump my raft into on my way, and, of course, the river can give me the ultimate thrill of knowing that I have managed to succeed the dastardly rough-waters. then, as the water begins to flow smoothly again, I can relax and cherish the experience, and anticipate the dangers and hard work that ....