Nonfiction Writing Blog Luca Zepeda

Unfortunately for me, procrastination has been a big part of my life. Mainly affecting my schoolwork, procrastination has put me in some tight situations in the past. However, it has been a good and bad aspect of my school life.  The best example I can give of procrastination positively impacting me was from my junior year history class. It was early October, and I was in my first semester of U.S. History with Mr. Leff. He had just assigned an essay on the American Revolution and its impact on the United States. This seemed like a pretty straightforward assignment, which, with plenty of preparation, should be a breeze. Fun fact: Leff assigned the essay exactly one year ago (at the time of writing). While my classmates were carefully drafting and revising their essays, I was under the assumption that I could whip this up in one night.  Boy, was I right.   At first, I thought I could go home after school and sit down for a couple of hours and "grind out" the essay. How...

  For as long as I can remember, I have been fascinated by Legos. They have been one of my many interests since I was very young, and they have shaped the way I see many aspects of life. In my earliest memory of playing with Legos, I remember building my first Duplo Lego set. It was only a small set of miscellaneous pieces, but with my imagination, they could become anything. This was my first life lesson that, at the time, I had no idea about. Legos by themselves are just a pile of bricks, and to some, it may seem like not much can be done with only a small pile, but that’s where I saw the difference. I learned, at a very young age, that when these individual pieces work together, they can make anything you want. I think that translates incredibly well to real life. Legos are how I learned about teamwork. I was able to see that when you have an idea, you can take the individual pieces and put them together to bring your idea to life. It wasn’t only the legos that worked well toget...

  Do you wish you could return to a moment in your past? I wish I could go back to 4th grade. Back then, every morning would be filled with excitement and intrigue about what the day would bring. As a 9-year-old, the world truly seems like your oyster, with every corner left to explore. Some kids enjoyed watching TV shows or playing with their favorite action figures, but for me, my backyard was where I found the joy in life. It could be anything I wanted: An unexplored planet, the scorching hot Sahara desert, a deep blue ocean, or a thick, humid jungle. I spent the best times of my life in my backyard. I can remember endless hours of playing all sorts of games.  While there were neverending games to be played outside, the first "game" started as soon as I woke up. Making it out to the backyard early in the morning was challenging if I didn't want to disturb my parents. My happiest memories are those when I would wake up to the sound of the birds chirping and the thin bea...