Friday the 13th

     Happy last day of high school everyone! I have always looked forward to Springfest as the best day of the school year. All of the attention is on the seniors, you just chi11 all day long, and you get out of school a month early! How could it not be the best day? Well, it was a great day besides a few minor issues. I believe that all the bad things that have happened to me today are to be blamed on by one thing: Friday the 13th. I am really not a supersticious person at all. However, I am convinced that I have been cursed. I never freak out if I see a black cat cross the road and I can open an umbrella in the house without expecting bad luck for the next seven years. My birthday is on March 13th so 13 is my favorite number. Yet, Friday the 13th managed to put a major damper on my day. It all began when I woke up. I was supposed to drive my uncle's awesome electric yellow golf cart, pimped out with monster truck wheels and flame decals on the side. Of course, my cousin put oil where the gas is supposed to go and blew the engine. Next, my back up plan failed me too. I rode a lawn mower which I thought was pretty cool. That all changed when the driver decided not to break and plow right into Marc Golsmith riding in a wheelbarrow. I honestly thought we killed him. Luckily, he did not suffer any major injuries and was able to get back in his barrow and continue riding to school. But the bad luck streak didn't end there. I really wanted to win the ghost game in English. I was one of the last five people and of course I spell "yell." Such a buzzkill. I actually thought I stood a chance against Ms. Serensky. Lastly, I worked so hard on the senior issue of the school newspaper and expected it to be great. Yet, upon reading the first page I found at least ten flaws. Shout out to Meghan Shroyer who is going to attend Colgate next year! I'm sorry I forgot you in the senior destinations section Meggie. Despite the few set backs in my day, Springfest was a memory I will never forget. Seeing everyone with their college tees and reflecting on the strong bond our class has formed since we were little kids made everything worth it. Bye, bye Blogger! Hello college!

My Attempt at Writing Poetry

As little, scared juniors we had no clue how to write,
But with some extra help our papers took flight
Some of us cried when we got a three,
While others thought AP English 11 was a breeze


After Harriet Jacobs and In Cold Blood,
We felt as if we were finally getting out of the mud
So we moved onto AP 12 with each other's support
But some ran away to Honors with Mr. Stuart


Boy, am I glad I stayed with Seren
Even though that meant buying a lot more aspirin
All the late night analyzing was worth it in the end
AP English is a course I will always recommend


Now I can write essays in record time
My knowledge of content and devices will surely earn me a nine
I don't have any worries about English next year
I'm sure I will be giving a lot of assistance to my Miami peers


I will truly miss each and every one of you so much
You are all such a brilliant, young bunch
The memories we have formed are ones I will never forget
I'm sure we will all reunite soon, don't sweat it!

Chaos in the Rec

Ashima, Brabantio, and Lady Bracknell sit in the back of the Rec Center as instucted by Mr. Rydquist. They have been given the simple task of collecting the test booklets and throwing away the plastic wrap that covers them. However, their job becomes much more intense when they realize that someone is cheating off of the tall, blonde haired girl sitting in the middle row.

[The three observe Carley working on her test.]


Ashima: [Frowning] "[I] can't help but pity [her]" (Lahiri 25).


Brabantio: "O unhappy girl!" (Shakespeare 1.1.160).


Lady Bracknell: "I never saw a woman [look] so altered" (Wilde 8).


Ashima: "Only in America" (Lahiri 70).


[Brabantio notices a boy peeking over Carley's shoulder looking at her multiple choice answers.]


Brabantio: [Whispering to others] "O heaven!...O treason of the blood!" (Shakespeare 1.1.166).


Lady Bracknell: [To Brabantio] "What is your [problem]?" (Wilde 13).


Brabantio: "[That boy] hast practiced on her with foul charms" (Shakespeare 1.1.73).


Lady Bracknell: "I confess I feel somewhat bewildered by what you have just told me" (Wilde 14).


Brabantio: "Down with him, [cheater]" (Shakespeare 1.3.56).

Lady Bracknell" [Feeling increasingly angry.] "The fact is that I do not approve at all of [the boy's] moral chatacter. I suspect him of being untruthful" (Wilde 48).

Brabantio: [Calling to Mr. Rydquist] "Lay hold upon him. If he do resist,/Subdue him at his peril" (Shakespeare 1.3.78-79).

[Ashima rushes towards boy and drags him out of his seat.]

Ashima: [Looking at Brabantio] "'Like this?''' (Lahiri 23).

[Boy starts yelling and arguing with Mr. Rydquist, defending himself.]

Lady Bracknell: [Speaking her mind aloud to the other students who are now looking around to see what the commotion is all about.] "This noise is extremely unpleasant...[Children] are always vulgar" (Wilde 52).

Brabantio: [To Mr. Rydquist] "Call up [Ms. Serensky]!" (Shakespeare 1.1.172)

Lady Bracknell: [To the students] "Never speak disrespectfully of [Ms. Serensky], [kids.] Only people who can't get into [AP English] do that" (Wilde 47).

[All exit]

The students "ooh" and "ahh" as Mr. Rydquist, Brabantio, Lady Bracknell, and Ashima escort the boy to Ms. Serensky's room. The students, slightly frazzled, get back to their tests, determined to get a five.


The boy's punishment