This I Believe

This I Believe: I Believe In Siblings

Aug 1, 2019
Evan Beebe (right) and his sister, Isabel.
Laura Beebe

I don’t know the type of person I would be if I were an only child, and honestly I don’t even want to imagine that version of myself. My older sister Isabel has taught me so much in my brief 19 years, both through her successes and her (occasional) mistakes. 

We weren’t the best of friends as children; my mom always tells me she was legitimately worried we would hurt each other in one of our epic brawls. My dad even started calling family game night “family fight night” because they would usually end with Isabel and me being sent to our rooms. 

I Believe In Sports

Nov 11, 2016

I believe in sports. I’ve been playing sports as long as I can remember. My earliest memories are of my two older brothers and I going outside to shoot hoops or to throw a football around. It wasn’t just for fun – we were also desperately trying to escape the screech of my parents’ bickering. For hours, we would play and laugh.

I Believe In Keeping The Past Alive

Oct 27, 2016
Essayist Elizabeth Bare.
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

I believe in keeping the past alive. Just take a step into my 1880’s house and you will find yourself surrounded by an array of mid-20th century furniture, paired with eclectic decor from a variety of centuries. Many of them are from my grandmothers, who sadly passed away recently. When these articles first arrived at my house, it was very disorienting. These things did not belong here-- they belonged in my grandmothers’ homes. But as time passed, these objects became a part of our daily routine.

I Believe In Saying No

Sep 29, 2016

  This essay originally aired on October 29, 2015.

I believe in saying no.

But I am mulishly stubborn. I never back down. When you pair that with my Type A personality and overachieving nature, I am downright terrifying when I put my mind to something.

I was raised to believe that quitting is never an option. Saying no to an opportunity or a challenge was never an option. So what changed?

I believe there is magic in in creating things with your own two hands.

Many of my earliest memories are of fashioning together Popsicle sticks, construction paper, yarn and anything else I could get my hands on. I would sit at my family’s kitchen table, lost for hours in the planning, purpose and possibility of making. In those moments, amid the buttons, cardboard and Elmer’s Glue, I felt free, capable and full of potential. I learned that there is visceral satisfaction and joy in creating beautiful, useful objects.

I Believe in the Law of Attraction

Apr 7, 2016

  This essay originally aired on May 28, 2015.

I believe in The Law of Attraction. If you don’t know what that means, it’s basically, “You are what you think and you attract what you think.”

I embraced this philosophy in the spring semester of 2013. At that time, I knew who I wanted to be, but I didn’t know how to become that person. I was stuck in a career rut. Yes, I was only 22. I had my whole life ahead of me to figure everything out. But it felt like time kept moving, but I wasn’t. I felt hopeless.

This I Believe: I Believe In Community

Apr 7, 2016
Essayist Ben Wideman
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

  This essay originally aired on February 4, 2015.

August 28th, 2012 was the most difficult day of my life. That morning at work, I received a call from my wife. She was nearing full term of her pregnancy with our second child. She had recently been to the doctor who gave her a clean bill of health, and we were excitedly preparing to welcome this new child into our home.

I picked up the phone and she wasted no time saying “Come home now. Something's wrong.”

This I Believe: I Believe In Stuffed Animals

Mar 31, 2016
Essayist Rebecca Hile
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

I believe in teddy bears. When I was little, I told my teddy bear everything. But as I got to the 6th grade, I stopped. I thought it was time I gave up on my teddy bear. I never should have.

This I Believe: I Believe in Dylan

Feb 18, 2016
Brooke Zlotshewer and her friend, Dylan.
Brooke Zlotshewer

I met Dylan in gym class during my senior year of high school. I should mention that Dylan is autistic, but his diagnosis truly has no effect on our friendship. The gym class was meant to provide an opportunity for autistic students to interact with their fellow classmates. Originally, I just thought this class would be a good experience and help me gain insight into my autistic classmates’ lives. I never expected I would meet one of my best friends in the class.

I Believe In Staying Active

Jan 14, 2016

Eat better, feel less stressed, become more productive at work, have more patience, and use your credit card less!? All these things and more (have) happened to me….are they the result of having a regular exercise routine as new research I've read claims? I can’t prove it, but I believe it!....and believing something will work is necessary to making a habit stick, this too according to research.

I Believe In The Ocean

Dec 10, 2015
Essayist Tia Pattillo
Tia Pattillo

I believe in the ocean. It has healing powers. The salt, sand, sea and sun all combine to take away every bit of worry in my being. When I look out over the waves and see a boat pass by, my heart smiles. When a seagull lurks behind my beach chair, or when a sand crab crawls up my towel, I know that I’m home.

For me, the ocean is so much more than where my family vacations every year. It’s more than the boardwalk and it’s more than just a place to get a tan. I stand on the water’s edge, close my eyes and picture one of the best days of my life with my dad.

I Believe I Am Responsible For My Own Happiness

Nov 12, 2015
Essayist Lisa Sarick
Lisa Sarick

This is a tough story to tell. My “wasband” (that’s husband, past tense) is an alcoholic. There came a point during our 18 years together when I was sure that he was making me miserable.

Luckily, it was during that time that I found Al-Anon, a group for loved-ones of alcoholics. Then, at a meeting, I heard someone say, “I am responsible for my own happiness.”


I Believe In Grieving

Oct 1, 2015

This essay is apart of a yearlong project on grieving called "Learning to Live: What's Your Story?" 

We all believe many different things over the course of our lives and our beliefs shift; much as the relentless waves alter the contours of the shore, new experiences cause us to grow and adapt.

I Believe in Swimming

Sep 4, 2015
Essayist Bethany Gruskin.
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

How did you learn to swim?  Were you like a fish taking to water or, like me, dramatic?  Was it easy or did it take a lot of practice? For me, it did. As you can probably guess, learning to swim was quite a trial.

I Believe in Difficulties

May 14, 2015
Essayist Campbell Meyers
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

"Beep...Beep…Beep”…the rhythmic oscillations of the heart monitor delineate the steady, monotonous cycle of life. The computer screen displays a fragile, red line creating a seismic reading of the surges of life under the skin. This simple line registers the separation of life from death. When I was born, the line crashed from its rhythmic motion to a relentless flat line accompanied by an equally relentless, mechanical squeal.

Moments after I was given life, it was almost stolen away. But I fought. I kept fighting for days and months. I have continued to fight my entire life.

I Believe in not Making Snap Judgments

Apr 30, 2015
Essayist Meredith Manning
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

As I ran to catch the bus one morning, I knew I was in for a weird day. ‘My life cannot get any worse than this right now,’ I thought to myself as I trudged up Fraser St. in my heavy Dr. Marten boots. A normal morning for me usually means waking up at 11, not sprinting to catch the Red Link at 8.

I Believe in Pajamas

Apr 17, 2015
Joshua Riley
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

Anywhere I go on Penn State’s campus, I get second glances and sometimes even a few comments from strangers. They say things like:

“Nice pants.”

“Did you just get out of bed?”

“Cool pajamas, dude.”

If you pass by me, I’m the one wearing pajama pants in fuzzy flannel, checkered and plaid or covered with Smurfs. My pajamas might create an odd first impression, but why is being comfortable considered “odd?”

I Believe in Being True to Yourself

Mar 19, 2015
Kyle Naylor
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

In grade school, you could say I was very introverted. I always kept to myself, and only talked to a few close friends. Fitting in with my peers had always been a struggle for some reason. I wasn’t like the others. If anything, I was a theater geek.” Theater in grade school was a place for misfits, like myself. People who really didn’t know where they belonged or who they truly were.

I Believe in Memories

Mar 5, 2015
Samantha Calabrese
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

Memories are powerful. It’s memories that make someone long dead, immortal. It’s memories that make us laugh at our mistakes. And it’s memories that make a house, a home.

In September of 2006, I woke up to a screaming fire alarm. I rushed down the hall, joining the rest of my family in the stampede to get outside. Luckily, everyone made it out safely. But we watched our home of over 10 years burn to the ground. It was hard not to cry.

I Believe in Ellen

Feb 19, 2015
Author Bridget LaVelle
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

I believe in Ellen. Ellen Smith is a THON child who has been battling cancer since 2011. Through her entire four-year journey, she has never given up her fight.

They found her cancer in May. Ellen was experiencing unexplained headaches. Later that month, a CT scan showed a mass in her brain. Her doctor immediately sent Ellen and her family to the hospital for an MRI. In the scans, Ellen’s doctors found a brain tumor half the size of her surgeon’s fist.

I Believe in Unlikely Role Models

Jan 22, 2015
Essayist Gwen Oliver
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

I believe that anyone, or anything, can be an inspiration to others.

Back at a time when I had just started to use the big-kid swings, my family adopted a dog that we named Simon.  He was a short and lumpy black Labrador mix who toddled around awkwardly. He ran slightly to the right, and would lay down by throwing himself to the floor. Despite his gracelessness, Simon quickly became one of my favorite “people” in the world. His ungainliness masked a compassion and selflessness beyond that of any human being I’ve ever met.

I Believe You Don't Need a Voice to Speak to Others

Dec 15, 2014

Growing up, I had a very normal relationship with my grandfather or as I called him, Papa. I would see him and my grandma every few weeks and of course at all of the holiday family gatherings.

But in 2005, the Christmas Eve celebration was far from normal. The warmth and hustle to prepare for that night’s festivities froze solid within seconds. My mom’s face was anguished and my dad’s streaked with tears as they spoke to me softly. Papa was in the hospital.

I Believe in Fishing

Oct 30, 2014
Author Brandon Walker
Erin Cassidy Hendrick / WPSU

“When you cast out don’t flick the rod,” my dad said on my first fishing trip, “Make it a complete motion-- like throwing a ball.” That first day fishing was one of the best days of my life. But fishing is more than just a pastime. It’s a hobby that has now grown into a passion. But most importantly, fishing helped my Dad and me build and sustain a stronger relationship with each other.