Tuesday, September 06, 2005

The First Day of School

Yeah. You know what I'm talking about. That chilly day at the beginning of September when all kids, ages 5 and up, gather their paper, pens, pencils, backpack, ect. and head for that big brick building that some look at like a prison. Children grades 7 and up dress in their flyest fall clothes and board buses, or hop into their new cars, keys in hand for some. Everyone arrives at school in the allotted time and the bell rings. For elementary students, there is one teacher and one teacher only for the whole year. Most middle schoolers find themselves wandering around the halls, looking for the classes they were assigned. The high schoolers, in some cases, got to choose the teachers and classes they want so they already know where they're going. Hallways are packed, as well as counselor's offices. You want to drop a class because it's too hard. You have a missing period. You can't stand the teacher who's teaching the class. Regardless, the first day of school (and often the day before) is chaotic. For some, this is their element. For others, they feel lost and somewhat stupid. The higher grades recieve books, and lockers to house the books, as well as assignments that are to be completed by the following day. Students meet their new teachers, and dish to their friends later about the ones they like, the ones they don't, and the classes that are time wasters. Lunchtime rolls around, and like usual, the lunch ladies rob you and your parents of all your free cash for a meal that's known as "meatloaf surpise". Girls get together and gossip. Guys get together and eat... girls and guys get together and make out. Yum yum... "Your saliva tastes delicious!" Hell continues, teachers hand out their class syllabus, and before you know it, it's time to go home. "Have a great day, children," the 1st grade teacher gushes as she helps her kids onto the bus. High-school teachers call out last minute assignments and reminders as you walk out the door, slinging your bag over your shoulder. Friends wave good bye to eachother and you head home to do your homework and chores. You fall into bed that night, only to wake up eight hours later and do it all over again.


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