Nike Movie Quotes

You are all more or less wearing the same types of clothes—look around the room and you will see it’s true. Now imagine you’re the only one not wearing a cool symbol. How would that make you feel? The Nike swoop, the three Adidas stripes, the little Polo player on a horse, the Hollister seagull, the symbols of Philadelphia’s professional sports teams, even our high school mascot that you athletes wear to battle other schools—some of you wear our Mustang to class even when there is no sporting event scheduled. These are your symbols, what you wear to prove that your identity matches the identity of others. Much like the Nazis had their swastika. We have a very loose dress code here and yet most of you pretty much dress the same. Why? Perhaps you feel it’s important not to stray too far from the norm. Would you not also wear a government symbol if it became important and normal to do so? If it were marketed the right way? If it was stitched on the most expensive brand at the mall? Worn by movie stars? The president of the United States?

Christians have this great secret to the meaning of life; many times we are scared to share it with others because we think it sounds judgmental or preachy. Why do we act so timid and shy about sharing such an incredible message. We tell others about our favorite foods, a great deal on clothes, even a good movie. How much more should we share the life saving Good News?! As Nike says, JUST DO IT! YouTube “Mandisa Overcomer

No matter how hard I tried to get Ronnie’s attention he wouldn’t look me. He avoided eye contact by toying with the ring tones on his cellular phone. His unwillingness to look me in the eye and speak directly to me annoyed me. Ronnie was seventeen and stood about five foot nine inches tall. He had brown skin just like mine and wore his hair French braided. That day he was wearing an oversize white T-shirt, baggy Sean John jeans and what appeared to be a new pair of Nike Air Force One gym shoes. We were standing on the sidewalk in front of the apartment building that he lived in with his mother. In the distance I heard the thud of music from a trunk amp bouncing against the air. Ronnie is my boyfriend, or should I say was my boyfriend until I caught him snuggled up with some girl inside of a movie theater. When I saw him and the other girl I decided to play it cool at first, you know, just to make sure that I wasn’t overreacting. I discreetly positioned myself in a seat directly behind them so that I could keep a close eye on them. No sooner than the lights

With our measly paychecks, we could maybe get one or two outfits from one of the bargain stores and grab some lunch, but that’s about it. I’m already regretting being here, but as we walk into the mall, Amira’s face lights up with excitement. She’s dressed down today, which surprises me. I figured since we didn’t have to wear our uniforms, she’d wear one of the flowery dresses or skirts she typically wears at school whenever she’s not wearing the dance team uniform or Shawn’s jersey for a game. Today we’re actually kind of matching. We both have on denim shorts (hers slightly shorter than mine), white T-shirts (hers plain, mine with little green alien heads all over it), and the same sneakers we wear to work (Nike high-tops for her, my comfy Adidas for me). She is wearing matte red lipstick though, and as always there’s a sugary-sweet scent wafting off her.