Celie In William Shakespeare's Othello '

Celie slipped into Mr. Cunnington’s classroom, tip-toed while hugging the wall, and glided towards Mr. Cunnington’s “executive” desk at the back right corner of the rectangular room. She paused, then crouched her petite figure behind the cool metal surface of the desk and leaned against the rugged wall that might’ve been white once upon a time, and sighed. It wasn’t everyday Celie made it this far, the trek across the room was fatal to anyone that arrived late. By now, Celie may have already gotten a week of detention that she never attended anyway because Mr. Cunnington never actually was reading his one million paged, dinosaur-age book. But not today! She waved at the full classroom (full except her empty desk), not expecting anything to happen since they all were silently working away at the warm up. It probably said, ”Write a 2,000 word essay in the following 15 minutes about Shakespeare’s “Othello”’ in his illegible cursive. Everyone grinned and waved back. Apparently, no one was working after all. Appearances can be deceiving. …show more content…
Cunnington looked up suddenly, and Celie startled with excuses on the tip of her tongue. Although, it was quite difficult to explain hiding behind his forbidden desk. “And just why exactly did everyone wave?” He questioned. “Well,” William said solemnly, “We all just had to stretch at the same time I suppose, I mean sitting in these wretched desks all day takes its toll.” Mr. Cunnington just raised is eyebrows and crossed his stick arms. William, who was one of the worst troublemakers, second only to Celie, hung his head in mock defeat. “It was a dare,” he sighed. Celie let out a relieved breath as Mr. Cunnington sat down heavily on his arthritis inflicted joints. William winked at her, and in answer Celie tugged out a screwdriver and winked right back, then got to work… Done! 30 minutes later, she leaned back as far as she dared and surveyed her handiwork. Satisfied, Celie nodded to her self and waited one more agonizing