Part one of term paper
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 given time can pull me ...

Part two of term paper
... perils that lie ahead. Sure, I am apt to make mistakes, I can only imagine how many times waves have knocked my raft over while learning; I can only imagine how many rocks my raft has crashed into when I did not recieve a top mark; I can only imagine how many dreadful times my usually sturdy raft has almost been pulled into 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 m ...