Should parents be tracking kids phone?

Smartphones are a big part of children’s lives today, which is why parents worry about their safety. Some think tracking helps protect kids, while others say it invades privacy and reduces trust. This essays will look at both views.

Tracking can keep children safe from random stuff on the internet, such as cyberbullying and predators. It also helps parents keep track of where their child is in case when they need help or something is in trouble.

But tracking can damage trust, leaving kids feeling that they are controlled. Besides, they might not be able to learn responsibility. Instead of tracking children’s phone 24/7 , parents should educate them about online safety.

In conclusion, while tracking has advantages, parents should focus on safety and trust. Having a word with children can help them stay safe without too much monitoring.

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(Ik people make New Year’s resolutions every year but this is my first time doing it so dont judge)
My new year’s resolution is to get better in table tennis (or ping pong 🤫)
Firstly, to improve at ping pong, I’ll focus on mastering my serves, perfecting my strokes, and improving my footwork (if im not lazy🤫) .

Secondly, I’ll Practice mindfulness techniques like deep breathing before and after each session to stay calm under pressure (ig).

Finally, I’ll keep track of my progress in a training journal. Set weekly goals and reflect on areas that need improvement.

Can happiness be bought?

Nowadays, it is argued that you can buy happiness. In my point of view, I completely disagree that it can be bought with money. In this essay, I will explain why happiness cannot be bought with it.

Firstly, happiness doesn’t come from things that you buy. For example, you might feel joyful after buy something like a brand new phone or a morden bag, but the happiness won’t last long. Over times, those things would become old and you start to think that you need something new again. This cycle of wanting new things never make us happy. Instead, it can make us feel empty as we will care more about new stuff than what’s actually important to buy.

Moreover, as we know, the things that make us feel the happiest do not have a price. Love, friendship, sharing, family, peace, care, health, time, memories, kindness, freedom, those things are all priceless. You know, spending time with friends or family can’t be bought in a store. Similarly, good health or inner peace are all things that money cannot provide. These are what make life happy.

On the other hand, It’s also true when people say that money can buy happiness. Money can buy things that lead to happiness, like medicine for health, gifts for love, or spending money for private place and time. Still, it doesn’t guarantee it. Too much medicine can harm, gifts may not create love, and privacy isn’t always possible.

To sum up, money might bought things that can create joy, but it cannot buy true happiness. Real happiness comes from strong relationships, good health, or true love. Instead of focusing on earning more money, people should look for happiness, which we can’t buy.

Cheese adventure (Chapter 2) – (in Nho’s perspective)

The day when everything went wrong was last Saturday. I was preparing for dinner, waiting for Cheese to come. The weekend before, she asked me if she could visit my hometown. I texted Cheese my address and said that I would make a big meal for us.
It was 6 PM, and the light withdrew, but Cheese didn’t show up. I had thought about calling her, but my dead battery killed the idea.. I stood up and went outside. The wind was howling uncontrollably. The roads lied in silence, and I was sweating bullets, worried for Cheese. Minutes ticked by with no sign of her, making me nervous. Suddenly, a taxi driver approached, saying: “You’ll never believe this, but a girl just asked me to drive her to the death forest.” Nervously, I asked what she looked like. His description showed it was Cheese! I urged him to drive me there, dripping with nerves. She should have read “the death forest” instead of “the health forest,” my house’s name. When I arrived, a strange noise made me froze in place. Moments later, Cheese emerged from the woods, embraced me, and broke down in tears. I whispered “Sorry, I didn’t dare to come in,”, but her silence made me feel regret.
We returned home together and were relieved to finish our meal. Eventually, 90% of those who entered that forest didn’t return, and Cheese was the 10th person to go there.