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Sunday, January 9, 2011

Real Life, a.k.a, Mid-Terms Suck

Howdy Family! How are you all? How is 2011 treating you? I hope good! 'Cause mine's not!

Why you ask? Well my dear family, all you have to do is think about what most of my complaints have been centered around in the past, well, 8 years of my life.

You guessed it: School!
As an 8th grader, I'm coming to the point in my education where we should be tested constantly as a way to prepare us for what really matters...the SOLs-I mean, Real Life!
Real Life is a term used very frequently in school.  It symbolizes What Happens After High School, and When You Are Spit Out Into The World And Everyone Hates Your Guts and Wants To Make You Work Until Your Eighty and On Top Of That You Are Supposed To Change The Earth and Make A Difference Because We Are The Next Generation and That Is What We Were Born For!
I am sorry, but that sounds so thrilling, it makes me want to pee my pants.
But honestly, while school makes Real Life sound so daunting and difficult, and while they try to 'prepare' us for it, they only make it worse.  Because school is like a little Real Life all on it's own.  We have a 'job' and we have a 'family' and we have 'bosses' and 'responsiblites' and 'bathrooms'.  Except instead of appearing like the ACTUAL Real Life, and therefore getting us ready for it, this mini version of it waters everything down.
For example, take some of our dress code rules. Now, I agree that kids should not be allowed to come in butt naked just as much as the next guy.  But the fact that we can't wear hats or tank tops is a little ridicules.  I mean, in my school, in order for our tank top to be appropriate, it has to be 'three fingers wide'.  So if you come in to school, with a tank top that is two fingers and a half wide, you will be made to change out of your shirt.  I mean, come on.  How is this like Real Life? Last time I checked, the cashier at Target didn't throw me out because my tank top wasn't exactly three fingers.

I realize they have this rule for a reason. They don't want kids coming in with inappropriate clothing, which I understand, I really do. But when they get as particular as 'three fingers', it's just plain annoying.

Or how about the thing that teachers are always constantly threatening about, "If I hear/see one person doing "_______", then you ALL are not going to get "_____".  Teachers do this in a sort of incentive system.  I'm sure they think, "Hey, if I see two kids acting up, then the best way to get them to NOT act up, is to threaten to take away the cool special treat that the whole entire class wants.  But WAIT! Instead of just taking away that privilege from ONLY THE TWO KIDS WHO ARE ACTING UP, why don't I threaten to take it away from the whole class, and then those two kids won't want to disappoint their classmates!" Which is a very, very stupid assumption to make, because those two kids who are misbehaving most likely don't even care about the special treat anyway, let alone if the rest of us get the special treat.  Which makes it double unfair for the rest of us, because we can't do anything about how other people act. AND THEN WE DON'T GET THE SPECIAL TREAT. In Real Life, if that guy goes in and robs a bank, and I'm walking on the same street as the bank at the time, I'M not going to jail, he is.

And how come 13 and 14 year olds still have to walk IN A LINE with ONE FOOT ON THE BLACK TILE to go to lunch? Huh? And why are we not allowed to have four people sit on a cafeteria bench, if those four people fit perfectly fine on it?! Why are we made to sit with the class that we are currently in for lunch, instead of our friends? In Real Life, does the police arrest you if didn't raise your hand to ask for a NAPKIN?

Anyway, the whole point of that was to say that school can sometimes be a little unrealistic, even though they try so hard to prepare us for the big world. Plus 8th graders are tested WAY too much and Mid-terms should DIE.
Mid-terms are in one week. NOW I'm peeing in my pants.

On a brighter note, on Tuesday it's supposed to snow.  But of course now it won't, since I've said it.  Look what you all made me do!!

Love,
Danielle

YOU ARE GIVEN A TARDY BECAUSE YOU WALKED INTO THE CLASSROOM THREE SECONDS AFTER THE BELL RANG.  YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF.

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