Should I Have A Time?
I was walking home on the long broken up concrete path from the bus stop to my house, should I? Or should I not? When would I have the time? What would other people think of it? Why should I fight for it without help? I was so confused about what I wanted to do.
I pondered these questions for hours. I didn’t know what I should choose. I felt like the wind was howling “CHOOSE! CHOOSE!” I didn’t know what to do and I felt like a predator trying to choose a sweet but hard to catch prey or easy but bitter prey to catch. Should I just forget about my idea and forget about recess? Or maybe just maybe I could work hard and get recess? Maybe? Just maybe.
The next day I got up this morning and looked in a mirror. After staring at my deep blue eyes …show more content…
After we returned to school, every time I went to work on the presentation for recess I got bored or found a way out of working on it. After a few weeks of this, I declared the fight for recess a forgotten project. Then as my cousins always did on Fridays, ended up coming over.
I went along with Friday as normal like I had no important news about calling off the project before I was talking to my uncle. He mentioned the recess idea I had told him about in November, exactly 3 months ago to him. I then explained that I decided I really didn’t want to continue with it. My uncle Randolph then told me with a very surprised and confused look on his face “Oh, you don’t want to have recess! I figured you did because you were so excited and I figure that you had really wanted recess because your mom told you we had it until high school.”
After hearing this I needed to do a double take “Wait, what!” I said very confusedly. “ Until high school! That is so not fair, all the time the teachers say we need to socialize and then they never let us socialize. And you got recess, a time to socialize, until high school!” I was furious, I hated losing an opportunity and now I felt like the news had pushed a button that only caused severe …show more content…
May 28. This was the day I can either do nothing for the timeline or change the history of my school completely. I completely knew of my insanely common and annoying awful stage fright for honestly anything I need to present but I wasn’t shaking in terror this time. All I had were a few butterflies in my stomach and that was it. I wish I could say that I blew them away with my work. While they were impressed with what I did, however, they said for me to share the presentation and allow them access to all my work so they can look it over and review my sources. And said they might try something next
I pondered these questions for hours. I didn’t know what I should choose. I felt like the wind was howling “CHOOSE! CHOOSE!” I didn’t know what to do and I felt like a predator trying to choose a sweet but hard to catch prey or easy but bitter prey to catch. Should I just forget about my idea and forget about recess? Or maybe just maybe I could work hard and get recess? Maybe? Just maybe.
The next day I got up this morning and looked in a mirror. After staring at my deep blue eyes …show more content…
After we returned to school, every time I went to work on the presentation for recess I got bored or found a way out of working on it. After a few weeks of this, I declared the fight for recess a forgotten project. Then as my cousins always did on Fridays, ended up coming over.
I went along with Friday as normal like I had no important news about calling off the project before I was talking to my uncle. He mentioned the recess idea I had told him about in November, exactly 3 months ago to him. I then explained that I decided I really didn’t want to continue with it. My uncle Randolph then told me with a very surprised and confused look on his face “Oh, you don’t want to have recess! I figured you did because you were so excited and I figure that you had really wanted recess because your mom told you we had it until high school.”
After hearing this I needed to do a double take “Wait, what!” I said very confusedly. “ Until high school! That is so not fair, all the time the teachers say we need to socialize and then they never let us socialize. And you got recess, a time to socialize, until high school!” I was furious, I hated losing an opportunity and now I felt like the news had pushed a button that only caused severe …show more content…
May 28. This was the day I can either do nothing for the timeline or change the history of my school completely. I completely knew of my insanely common and annoying awful stage fright for honestly anything I need to present but I wasn’t shaking in terror this time. All I had were a few butterflies in my stomach and that was it. I wish I could say that I blew them away with my work. While they were impressed with what I did, however, they said for me to share the presentation and allow them access to all my work so they can look it over and review my sources. And said they might try something next