“Lauren”. The horror I felt as they called my name was immense. I had been dreading graduation all year. I went up to take my diploma. I hugged Kasey, my teacher, and took my seat. My friend, Sadie, had written a speech for me. I heard nothing but two words. High school. As a charter school kid, those two words were the literal embodiment of what I imagine hell would feel like. No more recess. No more hikes. No more class at the stream. No more meaning anything. They’d give me a number and throw me with the other cattle. Some of those cattle turned out to be the sun gods and somebody snatched them up and ate them. The rest of us cattle were in the crossfire of an angry god and starving men. High school turned out to be a seemingly endless battle
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The ugly yellow school bus wasn’t hard to miss? Was it a sign? Getting myself off the bus on the first day of school was brutal. There were so many people and it (the school) was so crowded. But, I just followed the herd to my classes.
Unlike Odysseus, I was not afraid of sirens. In fact, I signed up to sing with them! MK freshman treble sirens. Yep. That’s a thing. We might not be pretty good because as far as I know no one in the audience has been lured to their death. Humans: 1 Sirens: 0
When I left class I was swept up in a sea of people. Everyone pushing and shoving at each other from every angle to get where they need to go in the allotted time. Newsflash: 5 minutes is not enough time to cross a whirlpool.
When I discovered the lunchroom it was a hot mess. Too many cattle shoved into a small pen and fed questionable food. Amidst this whirlpool of change there is one consistent thing: Fries. Get them all day every day. Reheated, soggy, fresh from the plastic bag in the freezer to the deep fryer. Fried have now infiltrated the food pyramid. Any student who tries them has no desire to eat anything else. Upon further inspection, these fries appear to contain the lotus flower. A dangerously addictive flower that causes you to forget your goals and aspirations in life. Oops. Wonder how that got in …show more content…
The Land of the Dead is comparable to (Regan’s) gym class. This is the first time in the story that Odysseus shows fear, so it’s kind of a big deal. Gym class is also the only place I show fear. Surprise tests I can deal with. History, Biology, English, French, you name it. But the second I am out on the field and a ball is coming at me, I swear to god I can see death. The Land of the Dead is like hell and so is (Regan’s) gym class.
Like Odysseus, I have struggled with faith. Him for “stealing all the glory” in a war and I for questioning the sever lack of evidence in church. “Men hold me formidable for guile in peace and war: this fame has gone abroad to the sky’s rim” (Sailing from Troy, Homer). Odysseus is known for being very smart in the Trojan way. The gods were angered that he took credit and punished him for it. Last I checked, the gods didn’t fight in the war. It was Odysseus and other men. The gods don’t deserve the credit if they didn’t do anything. This was the turning point for my beliefs, or lack of, that I struggled with all year. I don’t need faith in faceless gods when I have faith in
The ugly yellow school bus wasn’t hard to miss? Was it a sign? Getting myself off the bus on the first day of school was brutal. There were so many people and it (the school) was so crowded. But, I just followed the herd to my classes.
Unlike Odysseus, I was not afraid of sirens. In fact, I signed up to sing with them! MK freshman treble sirens. Yep. That’s a thing. We might not be pretty good because as far as I know no one in the audience has been lured to their death. Humans: 1 Sirens: 0
When I left class I was swept up in a sea of people. Everyone pushing and shoving at each other from every angle to get where they need to go in the allotted time. Newsflash: 5 minutes is not enough time to cross a whirlpool.
When I discovered the lunchroom it was a hot mess. Too many cattle shoved into a small pen and fed questionable food. Amidst this whirlpool of change there is one consistent thing: Fries. Get them all day every day. Reheated, soggy, fresh from the plastic bag in the freezer to the deep fryer. Fried have now infiltrated the food pyramid. Any student who tries them has no desire to eat anything else. Upon further inspection, these fries appear to contain the lotus flower. A dangerously addictive flower that causes you to forget your goals and aspirations in life. Oops. Wonder how that got in …show more content…
The Land of the Dead is comparable to (Regan’s) gym class. This is the first time in the story that Odysseus shows fear, so it’s kind of a big deal. Gym class is also the only place I show fear. Surprise tests I can deal with. History, Biology, English, French, you name it. But the second I am out on the field and a ball is coming at me, I swear to god I can see death. The Land of the Dead is like hell and so is (Regan’s) gym class.
Like Odysseus, I have struggled with faith. Him for “stealing all the glory” in a war and I for questioning the sever lack of evidence in church. “Men hold me formidable for guile in peace and war: this fame has gone abroad to the sky’s rim” (Sailing from Troy, Homer). Odysseus is known for being very smart in the Trojan way. The gods were angered that he took credit and punished him for it. Last I checked, the gods didn’t fight in the war. It was Odysseus and other men. The gods don’t deserve the credit if they didn’t do anything. This was the turning point for my beliefs, or lack of, that I struggled with all year. I don’t need faith in faceless gods when I have faith in