Pendleton hands out worksheets for us to detail Simba’s “heroic journey” as we watch The Lion King. As quick as I can, I fill in the blanks so that I can zone out once the movie starts. A quick survey of the class reveals I’m not the only one with the idea. Pendleton probably should have chosen a movie that most kids our age didn’t already know by heart. I lean my chin on my left fist while my right plays with the spine of my spiral.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Magic Spiral Part One
Note: In case you frequent my blog, this is a later incarnation of "Magic Notebook."
“Kim, we gotta go!" someone says right before they hook my backpack in the direction of History.
"Thanks," I reply sarcastically before I turn to my friend, wiping my mouth. I had been trying to get a drink from the fountain, and now it was all down my shirt and notebook. I see that it's Becca: dirty blonde, curly hair, and a sundress so bright you easily overlook her gray eyes.
She speaks as if continuing a conversation, "-and why is it so far away? Why is it on the other freakin’ side of this frickin' building?" I smile, knowing that by “freaking” she means “stupid” and by “frigging” she means yet another F word. "I have to have the skills of a NASCAR pit crew to relieve myself and be on time."
"Thanks," I reply sarcastically before I turn to my friend, wiping my mouth. I had been trying to get a drink from the fountain, and now it was all down my shirt and notebook. I see that it's Becca: dirty blonde, curly hair, and a sundress so bright you easily overlook her gray eyes.
She speaks as if continuing a conversation, "-and why is it so far away? Why is it on the other freakin’ side of this frickin' building?" I smile, knowing that by “freaking” she means “stupid” and by “frigging” she means yet another F word. "I have to have the skills of a NASCAR pit crew to relieve myself and be on time."
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