April 10th
5:46 P.M.
Today we gave our presentations in English, the documentary about somebody's life. I was the only one that did a video, so I guess mine left a lasting impression on Mr. Diggs. People really seemed to like it, especially Lizzie. She didn't see the finished product until today, so I'm proud of the reaction it got from her.
It started out with me sitting down, talking to the camera. I said that my project was about my best friend, Lizzie McGuire, nothing really big or flashy. I had taken together snippets from the answers she gave me and kind of made it into a montage. She looked so awesome up there on the TV screen, I swear, she's destined to act, something like that. Anyway, after the montage part was over, I was back on the screen. I said something along the lines of, "So there you have it,
- Lizzie McGuire. Hopefully my documentary has shown what a beautiful person Lizzie is-inside and out. However, my documentary didn't show everything about Lizzie, like the way she's always sticking up for what she believes in, and always trying to do what's right. You're a good man, Lizzie McGuire, and a great friend."
When Mr. Diggs turned off the lights, I looked over at Lizzie to see what I could gather from her facial expression. Her mouth was wide open-she looked so surprised. She turned to me and said, "Wow, Gordo. That was amazing, I don't know what to say!" I was pretty pleased with myself. People from all over the classroom were giving me these approving looks, and I was really proud of myself. Then I noticed that Kate Sanders, of all people, was trying her hardest to catch Lizzie's eye. I reached over and poked Lizzie in the arm, indicating to her that Kate obviously needed to tell her something. "What?" Lizzie mouthed.
"I told you so!" Kate mouthed back. She sat back in her chair with a snotty grin on her face. I looked over at Lizzie, confused about what Kate just said, but she wouldn't look back at me. She just kind of slid down in her chair with a little smile on her face, and if I'm not mistken, her cheeks were turning a little pink. She's so beautiful when she blushes. Uh, anwyway, after class, Mr. Diggs motioned me up to his desk.
"Mr. Gordon, I am very impressed with your work," he said. He looked at me, kind of scrutinizing, then nodded. "I see what's going on here, Mr. Gordon."
"What do you mean, Mr. Diggs?"
"You like Miss McGuire, and you chose to document her life in order to open up her eyes, trying to get her to see that you've been there in front of her face for quite a long time, but it didn't work as well as you planned, but knowing the way that these things work, I'm assuming that you've come up with another plan already." He cocked an eyebrow at me, waiting my reply.
"Uh...Mr. Diggs....how did you know all that?"
"You must remember, Mr. Gordon, I am an expert at these things. It's my job, I'm a sub. And besides, I was 14 too, once, and I had my own Miss McGuire. I wish you the best of luck. Oh, by the way, you recieve an A." He got up from the desk and walked out of the room, leaving me stunned. For a substitute teacher, Mr. Diggs sure knows a lot. He's around an awful lot too, now that I think about it. Hm...
5:46 P.M.
Today we gave our presentations in English, the documentary about somebody's life. I was the only one that did a video, so I guess mine left a lasting impression on Mr. Diggs. People really seemed to like it, especially Lizzie. She didn't see the finished product until today, so I'm proud of the reaction it got from her.
It started out with me sitting down, talking to the camera. I said that my project was about my best friend, Lizzie McGuire, nothing really big or flashy. I had taken together snippets from the answers she gave me and kind of made it into a montage. She looked so awesome up there on the TV screen, I swear, she's destined to act, something like that. Anyway, after the montage part was over, I was back on the screen. I said something along the lines of, "So there you have it,
- Lizzie McGuire. Hopefully my documentary has shown what a beautiful person Lizzie is-inside and out. However, my documentary didn't show everything about Lizzie, like the way she's always sticking up for what she believes in, and always trying to do what's right. You're a good man, Lizzie McGuire, and a great friend."
When Mr. Diggs turned off the lights, I looked over at Lizzie to see what I could gather from her facial expression. Her mouth was wide open-she looked so surprised. She turned to me and said, "Wow, Gordo. That was amazing, I don't know what to say!" I was pretty pleased with myself. People from all over the classroom were giving me these approving looks, and I was really proud of myself. Then I noticed that Kate Sanders, of all people, was trying her hardest to catch Lizzie's eye. I reached over and poked Lizzie in the arm, indicating to her that Kate obviously needed to tell her something. "What?" Lizzie mouthed.
"I told you so!" Kate mouthed back. She sat back in her chair with a snotty grin on her face. I looked over at Lizzie, confused about what Kate just said, but she wouldn't look back at me. She just kind of slid down in her chair with a little smile on her face, and if I'm not mistken, her cheeks were turning a little pink. She's so beautiful when she blushes. Uh, anwyway, after class, Mr. Diggs motioned me up to his desk.
"Mr. Gordon, I am very impressed with your work," he said. He looked at me, kind of scrutinizing, then nodded. "I see what's going on here, Mr. Gordon."
"What do you mean, Mr. Diggs?"
"You like Miss McGuire, and you chose to document her life in order to open up her eyes, trying to get her to see that you've been there in front of her face for quite a long time, but it didn't work as well as you planned, but knowing the way that these things work, I'm assuming that you've come up with another plan already." He cocked an eyebrow at me, waiting my reply.
"Uh...Mr. Diggs....how did you know all that?"
"You must remember, Mr. Gordon, I am an expert at these things. It's my job, I'm a sub. And besides, I was 14 too, once, and I had my own Miss McGuire. I wish you the best of luck. Oh, by the way, you recieve an A." He got up from the desk and walked out of the room, leaving me stunned. For a substitute teacher, Mr. Diggs sure knows a lot. He's around an awful lot too, now that I think about it. Hm...