The Impact of Smoking on Health and Society
Is Smoking Bad?
Some people think that smoking is not dangerous. In my opinion, smoking can produce a lot of illnesses like lung cancer and so on. However, a lot of people in the world smoke continuously until they die.
Other people think that smoking only a few cigarettes a day is not bad because it can even help the heart to work better later.
People who are desperate feel better when they smoke, and if these people smoke a cigar, they even feel better. So, they are addicts. For addicted people, smoking is good because tobacco can keep them calm for a moment.
People smoke because they like it, but it isn’t good for our lives and for our society.
A Typical Sunday in My Family
Every member of my family does different things on Sunday. The first is my father; he usually goes hunting on Sunday, and he wakes up very early, about half past six in the morning. He goes to his village and doesn’t come back until nine o’clock in the evening. Then he has dinner and goes to bed because he has to get up early to go to work.
Let’s go with my mother. She gets up at ten o’clock and does the housework. Later, she makes lunch for me, my sister, and her. Then she does the washing and watches a film on television. She does nothing Sunday evening. Well, she cooks dinner for all the family. After dinner, she does the washing up and watches television. About half past eleven, she goes to bed, and sometimes she reads a book.
The next is my sister. She gets up late after a busy Saturday night. So when she gets up, it is time to have lunch. After lunch, she studies, and then she goes out with her boyfriend and doesn’t come back until eleven o’clock because she has dinner with her boyfriend. When she arrives, she has a shower and goes to bed.
My typical Sunday is similar to my sister’s until lunch. Then I have a siesta until half past five, and then I go out with my friends until nine o’clock when I have dinner. After having dinner, I watch television for two hours, and then I go to bed, so I go to bed at twelve o’clock.
As a result, we hardly ever eat all together on Sunday; we only coincide at sleep hour.
If I Were Rich
If I were rich, I would have a lot of money, and I wouldn’t have to worry about anything that were related to spending my own money because when people have enough money, they can buy all the things that they wish. If I were rich, I would have all these things, but I don’t wish to be rich because it means being a miserable person who spends twice as much as a normal one, and rich people often kill themselves.
Anyway, if I were rich, I wouldn’t be here writing this composition because rich people don’t wish to be rich because they are already rich, but there are people who are rich and wish to be richer than they are.
But being the richest man in the world doesn’t mean being the happiest one because I’m happy now, and I’m not the richest man in the world.
Finally, I would like to say that money is not the most important thing in our lives.
Frightening Experience
It was some years ago when I was having dinner with all my friends in my house, and while we were eating, one of my friends suggested going to the cemetery to record people’s spirits’ voices. We thought he was pulling our leg, but then we realized that he really wanted to go to the cemetery, and we took it seriously. Most of us didn’t want to go there because the cemetery at night is a spooky place. So Paco, the one who talked about going to the cemetery, tried to persuade us… and he did it, and one hour later, we were at the cemetery’s front door. Logically, the door was locked, and we had to jump over the fence. When we were inside, we couldn’t see anything because we had forgotten to take a torch, so we used our lighters, but what we hadn’t forgotten was the voice recorder. We were very frightened, but we went on with our “small adventure,” and we put the tape recorder on a big old grey grave, which was the one of a young soldier who died because of a bomb in the civil war. After that, we waited for one hour inside the cemetery telling frightening stories, which scared us more and more. Finally, we took the voice recorder to listen to what we had just recorded. At the beginning, it was difficult to understand the voices on the tape, but in the end, we were able to understand how a voice said continually: “you are going to die”. We were horrified about this and went out of the cemetery fast and went back home. So far, we haven’t died yet, but I suppose we will die one day (like everybody), so we didn’t take it seriously.