Andrzej Missala

 On Saturday evening, I went to the forest for a walk with my dog. It was getting dark. I could hear loud conversations and people laughing. When I approached them, I saw around many empty bottles of alcohol, cans and plastic packages. Next day morning I decided to clean up this surrounding. This is a big problem for me. Many people spend their time in that forest, but some of them throw their trash there. I regret that people do not think about the environment,  animals, and all other people who live near the forest. I hope it will change soon. I often can see people who collect these garbages in bags and take them out of the forest, but that's not enough.

When I was walking to the nearest store yesterday, I was approached by a homeless man. He started asking me for money to buy some alcohol. He said he wasn't going to lie and that he was addicted to alcohol and had no money. He told me that I would understand him for sure and he saw that I was a good person.  I was surprised that he mentioned his addiction to alkohol and he didn't ask for food. Probably it was his experience that it had been easier to get money for the bottle of alkohol than for food. It's sad that homeless people don't try to stop drinking. I didn't want to contribute to his alcoholism, so I didn't give him any money. However I didn't feel comfortable in that situation. I think that specialised organisations should be more active to help homeless people. However I'm aware how difficult it is to help addicted people.

 I was on my way from school last Friday. When I was getting off the bus, I saw that a boy at my age, fell near the bus stop. I noticed crutches next to him.  He could not get up. Many people gathered around him, especially the elderly. They discussed about his unhappiness and accident. However, they all just stood there and didn't even help him to get up. I reached the boy and gave him my hand so he could get up. I gave him his crutches and collected his stuff that had fallen apart around him. I put them in his backpack and said goodbye. I can't understand why those people were just talking instead of helping. They had been there before me, and they could help. Probably they were afraid of offending him. It's hard to help in a natural way. I hope the boy safely reached his destination.

On Friday morning a boy from my old elementary school texted me. He started persuading me to meet him and other people in the evening. Honestly, I didn't want to meet them, I said that I would rather not be able to do it, that I had other activities for the evening, that I was tired and that I had an appointment at the hairdresser. Despite that, a few hours later they started calling me and saying that they had heard from that boy that I would meet them. When I strongly refused and said that I had an appointment at the hairdresser in 30 minutes, the boy who wrote to me at the beginning started asking where I was going to the hairdresser because he wanted to pick me up. I finally stopped replying to their messages and did not answer their calls. I wonder why people don't understand simple messages and sometimes they ignore my opinions. I don't feel comfortable when I have to refuse them and to say 'no'. I try to develop my own assertiveness. I'm quite busy at sch