The classroom infused with joy and summer warmth was all but quiet. Seventh grade voices echoed through out the small space. Banners hung on every wall, some drawings, some influential quotes. The last moments of the school year edged closer, and joy erupted from the students. Brisk breeze blew throughout the room, intruding from the open windows. Loads of student desks were arranged around the room in a square-like formation. Parody music filled the homeroom, children either singing along or chatting noisily as the foolish, Eye of the Tiger mockery played. As the lyrics advanced, the illustration of pixelated, forged spider eyes entered my brain. Hysterical laughter began protruding from my and everyone else's mouths as the music died down
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Humble, calming meditation music began to play. Everyone glared at us with malice and attempted to stop the music angrily. However, before they could the hilarious, strange song began to resonate. “Tunak Tunak Tunak Tun Da Da Da.” Everyone began laughing and mimicking the moronic dance of the music video, wiggling one’s middle and index finger while moving one’s hand from one’s waist to one’s shoulder. Ms. Lomax began cracking up and following along in the dance, putting more effort and focus into the rock than all the students. A few of the other students who were too shy to embarrass themselves so badly, thought it a capital choice to record Jackson, Ms. Lomax, and I doing the dance. As we kept dancing the more and more energy was exerted from Jackson and I attempting to make idiots of ourselves for the camera. With the last “Tunak Tunak Tun Da Da Da,” of the song everyone took a small break from the insanity. I walked over to the nearest desk and promptly collapsed upon it. I closed my eyes, breathing heavily, and settled in to enjoy the summer heat as an image of a woman in an completely black outfit appeared on the
Humble, calming meditation music began to play. Everyone glared at us with malice and attempted to stop the music angrily. However, before they could the hilarious, strange song began to resonate. “Tunak Tunak Tunak Tun Da Da Da.” Everyone began laughing and mimicking the moronic dance of the music video, wiggling one’s middle and index finger while moving one’s hand from one’s waist to one’s shoulder. Ms. Lomax began cracking up and following along in the dance, putting more effort and focus into the rock than all the students. A few of the other students who were too shy to embarrass themselves so badly, thought it a capital choice to record Jackson, Ms. Lomax, and I doing the dance. As we kept dancing the more and more energy was exerted from Jackson and I attempting to make idiots of ourselves for the camera. With the last “Tunak Tunak Tun Da Da Da,” of the song everyone took a small break from the insanity. I walked over to the nearest desk and promptly collapsed upon it. I closed my eyes, breathing heavily, and settled in to enjoy the summer heat as an image of a woman in an completely black outfit appeared on the