So i have to give a speech in class tomorrow and it has to be someone you admire and has made a change or difference in your life. Instantly tons of people came to mind. Friends, family, church members, leaders, teachers, and just so many people. Even people you don't know but you saw them do something inspirational. So before i post my speech i wanted to thank EVERYBODY!!!!! You all have touched my life in so many ways and have helped me become who i am and where i am now! i truly am grateful for everything you have done for me.
Maybe it's because i really miss this person and what he has done. Since i am in Utah there are thousands of missionary's and on my running route i go past the MTC. Maybe because of that and because he is on his mission that makes him even more on my mind. Because of that i decided to share my favorite story of Alex as an example of all he's done for me and why i admire him. So here is my speech. i am not allowed to go up with any material but i know the story like the back of my hand so hopefully i will be okay but still......pray for me.......
Alex Leavitt
My brother Alex is someone that I admire very much. Our relationship grew and grew the older we got until high school where we became the very best of friends. He was always an inspiration to me due to his unwavering courage and his strength to stand up for his beliefs no matter the cost. Alex was a three sport athlete in high school so he was popular and loved as well as respected by fellow students and faculty. He was also very big in the muscle department. Growing up my brother has always looked out for me and has been my body guard as well as best friend. Due to the fact that I had very little friends and that I was different I was often teased growing up. One year when I was a sophomore in high school these two boys in my biology would harass me every day. I always let it roll off my back until one day I couldn’t take it any longer when they put me into tears. Running to my brother, he puffed up his chest and grew in size looking like a grizzly bear demanding in a deep voice that I point out these two guys. Pointing them out, as it wasn’t hard to find them since one had a huge Afro and the other was wearing a bright orange backpack, he began to march towards them until he stopped in his tracks and returned to his group of friends. Talking and pointing to me I heard the group of very large athletes sternly say “nobody messes with little Leavitt.” So there went a group of the entire varsity football team and two heavy weight varsity wrestlers across the school quad following first the boy with the Afro since they had split. Our school security guard came up to me and simply asked "do I need to be worried about what your brother is doing?" I simply replied, “No he’s fine!” With a smile he said “okay, well I’m going to go take a lap behind the school where I didn’t see anything happen.” This gesture shows a lot of how my brother was very trustworthy. A few minutes pass and you see this mob emerge from the dark hallway heading to the cafeteria where you soon recognize the next victim in his bright orange backpack. The mob encircles their prey as my brother waves me over. I go and stand hiding under his arm and look at this very frightened kid. The minute he looks at me he begins to instantly break into a sweat knowing he was in trouble now. My brother puts his arm around me and says:
Alex: do you recognize her?
Boy: yes (in quiet whisper)
A: have you been harassing her?
B: (freaks out and starts going off saying it was just a joke it was just a joke!)
A: well I don’t think she found it very funny so you better get on your knees and apologize for every little thing you did
B: but I didn’t mean it!
I had told my brother before this all that the two boys have been doing to me which consisted of ripping up my homework, vandalizing my stuff, saying things such as "Canadians suck" "your stupid and Mormon and their temple needs to burn and die" as well as throwing my backpack in the garbage.
My brother informed the kid that he was Mormon and Canadian and he didn’t find it very funny. The mob who is still circling this kid start yelling "yea, and we are Mormon and Canadian and we didn’t find it funny." So they began to yell out empty threats such as "We are going to throwing a trash can and tell us if you thinks it’s funny!" The boy gets on his knees and begins to apologize saying he’s sorry. My brother then interrupted him and said "be specific." The boy lists off every mean thing he’s ever said or done to me. My brother,remaining a calm but tough statue says clearly and crispy, "this girl here is my little sister and when you mess with her you mess with me and I won’t put up with it like she does. So if I ever find out that you’ve hurt her again I will come and get you.” The mob of guys join in says,"yea no one messes with little Leavitt.” We begin to walk back to our original spot where they
