I believe in thinking before I act. Such a statement can be applied to life in so many ways that one would be perplexed if I did not cover my point. The truth is that I opted this daily life philosophy during my early childhood as I watched my parents apply it to their daily lives. By measuring the consequences of my actions, I have learned to take responsibility and mature as I make my own decisions. Rather than being general, I will start off by relating an incident which was not experienced first-hand, but I learned from it as if it had been.
“Let’s go,” said my little brother as my family, relatives, and I were heading toward an exiting weekend at the mountains. My family and relatives had planned this event for a long time and I could not wait until this moment arrived.
On the way there, the only thing I could think of was having as much fun as possible. As soon as we arrived, my uncles started to lower the motorcycles, inspecting them for a long and treacherous day of use. Ready to be used, my cousins were the first ones to ride them. Noticing their reckless misuse of the motorcycles, I could only wish them luck. As the day progressed, I got to ride the motorcycles several times and I have to admit it, I enjoyed it. I then understood why my cousins liked to go as fast as they could since it was a lot more fun, but at the same time a lot more dangerous. It was then, when I decided to be as cautious as possible without losing all the fun.
Everything was going all right on our camping trip until something unexpectedly happened the following day. At noon that day, we learned that two of my cousins had had a collision, one against the other, while riding their motorcycles.
The first things I remember once we arrived at the scene of the accident were a pair of dirty and messed up motorcycles. When I saw my cousins, I observed that one of them was fortunate enough to get out of the accident with only a few scratches. Unfortunately, my other cousin did not have the same luck and was extremely injured. He had broken bones, scratches all over and was howling in pain. As fast as we could, we gathered all of our property and headed straight to the hospital. Three weeks later, he recovered.
My cousins did not choose to get in an accident, but it was rather their immature actions that forced them into that type of situation. Being only an observer, I can only judge by my sentiments at that time. I was lucky in that I did not have to experience any of the physical pain that my cousins had to go through in order to learn to think before they act. That is why I believe in thinking before I act.
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