‘This I Believe’ Essay Series 4

Students in Stephanie Natale-Boianelli’s Composition I classes this fall read essays from the This I Believe project (www.thisibelieve.org) and examined what they revealed about effective writing. Students then wrote their own This I Believe essays. Atlantic Cape CommuniCator will share some of the best essays. This issue’s essay comes from Chelsea Aquino, a computer information systems major and Atlantic Cape honors student: 

I Believe in Sleep

Chelsea Aquino

I believe in the prisoner’s escape from reality. I believe in the rich man’s go-to after a long day of work. I believe in every teenager’s favorite part of the day. I believe in sleep.

I see sleep as a beautiful thing and cherish every moment of it. Some say “sleep when you’re dead,” but I’d have to disagree on that one. I disagree because it allows an easy escape from our problems for a small amount of time in our busy lives.

In October 2013, I hit a brick wall in my busy life. I went from waking up everyday and heading to school to waking up with a group of doctors around me with puzzled looks on their faces. I’d wake up to the faint whispers of interns reading my chart and trying not to interrupt my peaceful rest. I was entered into the hospital for a mysterious head pain that wouldn’t go away. Doctors threw everything on the table and couldn’t quite find out what was going on with my head. I went from laughing and joking with friends at lunch, to laughing and joking with the nurse taking twenty tubes of blood from my tiny worn out veins. All of these changes, yet one thing remained the same, sleep. It allowed me to clear my mind and take a break from this new crazy routine. Looking back, it was hands down one of the hardest times of my life, and it took such a toll on me mentally and physically. It helped me get through the roughest patch of my life thus far, sleep allowed the brightness to shine through a cloud of darkness.

My parents always said from the minute I was born I went back to sleep. It has clearly been my go to for a very long time.

My best friend grew up with naps being her go to too, but for a completely different reason. Her father was an alcoholic, and her mom would constantly be trying to flee his abusive line of fire. There would be nights that up to four o’clock in the morning all my friend would hear is the screams and cries of her dysfunctional family while hiding in her room. She knew she had to get some rest because in a few hours she’d have to put on a happy face at school. Those few hours in the late morning she will always describe as the best moments of her childhood. She said she’d always dream of the perfect family she’d have in the future. She knew that things would get better and sleep gave her the strength she always needed to keep on keeping on and never give up on life.

Sleep is beautiful because everyone can have it. It is not restricted strictly for one type of person, race, or class. Sleep is a little piece of paradise that everyone can afford.

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