This past week, the unthinkable
occurred: I, Alyssa Marquette, became a commonplace hooligan. Along with fellow
AP Englisher/hardened criminal Abby Weber, I decided to leave eight period
commons ten minutes early. I needed to assemble my supplies for the afternoon’s
swim practice, so I figured that my necessity outweighed the associated
disobedience of the insubordination. Alas, Mrs. E did not agree. Without going
home, I returned to the school in a state of panic when friends called and
relayed to me that Mrs. E had sent my name to Mr. Winton. I had no idea what to
do, for my rebellious phase had peaked when I crossed my eyes at my eight grade
band teacher. Thoroughly determined, Abby and I marched into Mr. Winton’s
office to defend our honor. We earn decent grades, volunteer regularly, and do
not have any sort of a record, so why should we obtain Saturday schools?
Unfortunately, our punishment became just that. Our confidences crumbled, and
Abby and I became blubbering messes. Every department head in Mr. Ast’s office
had a perfect view of the two mutineers brought to justice, their reign of
terror over the school finally brought to an end. In F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby, the author reveals the
illegal ways in which Jay Gatsby incurs his money. Although many readers may
frown upon this discovery, I wish to give Gatsby a pat on the back. Good for
him for wanting to make a better life for himself! After my mishap with the school
law, I see myself as somewhat of an expert on the subject of criminality.
Consequently, I throw my wholehearted allegiance to Gatsby’s plight. Just as I
simply wished to acquire a bathing suit and towel from my house, Gatsby simply
wants the finer things in life. Fortunately, my punishment has consisted only
of a Saturday school and perpetual references to The Breakfast Club from my
family. But Jay Gatsby’s insubordination comes with a much higher risk. For me,
I think I must retire from a life of crime. I mean, really, with all the
annotations I have to finish for AP English, who would have time for such an
existence?!
Alyssa, as I read your blog, I recalled something that you once told me as I walked late into class: "No one notices the guests during the wedding, they only notice the bride." I suppose we now can both attest that the people in charge certainly notice the guests. On another note, Gatsby's criminal actions do not bother me as much as I would expect, either. I suppose that the loyalty and nobility he expresses toward Daisy outweighs his illegal selling of alcohol. So, Alyssa, do not worry about your Saturday school as your better qualities shine through more so than your crime.
ReplyDeleteFirst of all, you, Abby, and Ms. Serensky all share similarities: awful criminal skills. Between her skipping one band night and you leaving 10 minutes early, you all suffered an undeserved punishment, in my opinion. If these are the worst things you ever do in your lives, I wouldn't worry. I may have seemed to criticize your terrible criminal minds but in reality, I complimented them. Nobody can argue anything negative about having no passion to commit a wrong-doing; thus, I praise all of your innocence.
ReplyDeleteAlyssa, unfortunately I can sympathize with your experience with school authority. Much to my dismay earlier this year I found myself sitting at a library table with a bunch of middle school hooligans for after school detention. What did I do to deserve such punishment you may wonder? I was late to my first period class four times by approximately 30 seconds. Thankfully I have learned from my mistakes and now I set my alarm a couple minutes earlier.
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