Favorite Color

When I was a small boy, my mother made me a sweater. She let me choose the color. I really liked orange, so I chose orange. Orange is not a good color for me, but I wore it everywhere.

When I was in high school, I really liked purple. I wore a lot of purple clothes.

In college I wore a lot of gray clothes. I liked exercising and I thought gray clothes looked like exercise clothes.

At the end of college, my girlfriend suggested white clothes. I liked white because it seemed very clean and pure.

Now I wear different colors, but I really like blue. I think blue is a good color for my skin, hair, and eyes.

What is your favorite color? Do you think it is a good color for you?

Picking Up Trash

When I was young, my mother always taught us not to drop our garbage. She was very strict. Even if we dropped something small, like a candy wrapper, she would get very angry.

Some people think dropping a small piece of trash is not a problem. Actually, the small pieces of garbage that people drop every day are a big problem for the environment. Also, living in a place with garbage on the ground, feels very depressing.

My grandmother would carry a bag with her all the time. She used the bag to collect trash. If we were at the park, she would pick up litter. Sometimes I do this, too. I wish I did it more often.

Some people think they should only pick up their own garbage. I think we should pick up garbage around us because it makes the place we live more beautiful.

What do you think? Would you pick up other people’s garbage?