I wish I could say I was in the presence of amicability. Surrounded by the bustling sound of mirthful laughter and jovial smiles as though I was in a crowded tavern full of knights and bandits putting aside their radical differences to a night of ale and companionship, however, the truth is far less festive. I was alone, at lunch, in high school, just like every other day. It’s not that I necessarily wasn’t popular (however my unkempt hairstyle might beg to differ), it’s simply I preferred the serenity of solitude. However today my isolation, quite unceremoniously, was halted when one of the staff members at the school approached me with a stack of papers, quickly stapled together, in her hand.
“Hello Dakota. How are you doing today?” She …show more content…
I don’t know how to make films.”
“Then this would be a great opportunity to broaden your horizons” or some other nonsense inspirational rhetoric. “We’re not forcing you to do this”, which means they are definitely forcing me to do this, “But we feel it would be a good decision for you and potentially help out the school.”
At this point I realize my fate is sealed, unless of course I make a break for it, dash to the hills, grow a hefty beard, and live a life amongst the trees. However, I’m a slow runner, I dislike extensive stays in nature, and I can’t grow a beard, so I have no option but to accept. “What would I have to do?”
“You need to make a video around 3 minutes long that would explain why our school needs an AED. There are a few other requirements that also need to be in the video, however I’ll let you read the paper to find those.” I look down at the disheveled papers, a growing headache pulsating in my skull.
“When is it due?” I grumble with my head cradled in my hands.
“The end of the week, so 4 days.”
I raise my head to protest, however she has already began walking away, most likely to not allow me the ability to dissent. After silently cursing her cleverness, I sigh laboriously. Well at least I’m alone again. I recline in my chair, when my modicum of placidity is abolished by the raucous clamor of the school
“Hello Dakota. How are you doing today?” She …show more content…
I don’t know how to make films.”
“Then this would be a great opportunity to broaden your horizons” or some other nonsense inspirational rhetoric. “We’re not forcing you to do this”, which means they are definitely forcing me to do this, “But we feel it would be a good decision for you and potentially help out the school.”
At this point I realize my fate is sealed, unless of course I make a break for it, dash to the hills, grow a hefty beard, and live a life amongst the trees. However, I’m a slow runner, I dislike extensive stays in nature, and I can’t grow a beard, so I have no option but to accept. “What would I have to do?”
“You need to make a video around 3 minutes long that would explain why our school needs an AED. There are a few other requirements that also need to be in the video, however I’ll let you read the paper to find those.” I look down at the disheveled papers, a growing headache pulsating in my skull.
“When is it due?” I grumble with my head cradled in my hands.
“The end of the week, so 4 days.”
I raise my head to protest, however she has already began walking away, most likely to not allow me the ability to dissent. After silently cursing her cleverness, I sigh laboriously. Well at least I’m alone again. I recline in my chair, when my modicum of placidity is abolished by the raucous clamor of the school