September 1
Diary,
There has been nothing today worth recording. The weather was temperate,
the house was quiet, clean, and uninteresting. It is a small place and I
have already explored every inch, just in case there might be a point of
interest, of course I was wrong. School starts tomorrow; all my books are
in order - one 2' binder for English and Math, one 1' binder for Ancient
Cultures, shorts, t-shirt, and shoes for gym. Sometimes I think - that
maybe I am overly prepared, to much a perfectionist, I should lighten up. I
don't know how.
September 2 Diary, I must say that Romfeller high, in the least, is interesting. The first day, as always was a half day, to meet the teachers and be introduced to the subjects and rules of the classroom. First block I had English with Mr. Kushrenada, I quite liked him, a serious teacher who rules his classroom and students with a quite apparent grace. I overhead some other students, although, and apparently he is one of the more disliked teachers in the school for the same reasons, already I am seeing how I will not fit in. Second block was very different with Ms. Darlian for Math. She is a first year teacher and I can hardly believe she is more than one or two years older than us. The girls get along with her very well and the majority of the males spent the better part of the class hitting on her, to which she only giggles and blushes. Third block is taken by Gym taught by Miss Une. One look at her says that this will be the best gym class I have ever participated in; there is no fooling around in Miss Unes class. Last block was Ancient cultures, our teacher Mrs. Bloom, is very nice, and rather soft- spoken but luckily the class is not a loud either. As an elective all of the students are taking it because they want to.
September 3 Diary, Classes really started today, we did not really get anywhere in math but that was to be expected. I think I will just teach myself from the book as I do not believe Miss Darlian to know what were doing much less anyone else in the class. If we were to measure work ethic it would turn up a negative number. Mr. Kushrenada not only gave us a lesson plan of dates of what were doing for the whole semester but started right in on the grammar unit. I definitely like this teacher. We did fitness testing today in gym, I managed 100 sit-ups (because that is where they stopped counting them) while everyone else quit around 50 - 80. Tomorrow we are running 6 laps around the track and recording the time then we start in on the soccer unit.
September 4 Diary, Today we got a call about the driving accident, my parents decided that they did not need my input in court, even though I was welcomed to go in and testify. They though that I should not be 'exposed' to tragic scenes like that and the testimony of a sixteen year old is nothing to go on anyway and I would just be laughed off the podium. Sometimes my parent can seem like awful people but they have told me many times that they are not and they love me and sometimes that means tough love. They are my elders and I have to respect them because they are wiser than I, so I know that they are right because I am not allowed to think anything else. I just find it so hard to believe. I am going to take this book to school as my parents are bound to look for, and try to read it. Some things are better left unsaid where they are concerned.
September 5 Diary, I have come to school early, and will continue doing so for the purpose of writing time. Or should I say 'Study time with access to school facilities'. There are times when being a nerd pays off. Diary, It is now after school, I must hurry home to avoid suspicion but I have to write at least some small portion about the friend I met today, he is in my gym class but he played goalie while I was on defense in soccer today and he started talking to me. I don't know how Miss Une missed the conversation but then again I don't know how I didn't notice him in class before either. I am surprised as well as glad to make a friend here, and on the 4th day!
September 2 Diary, I must say that Romfeller high, in the least, is interesting. The first day, as always was a half day, to meet the teachers and be introduced to the subjects and rules of the classroom. First block I had English with Mr. Kushrenada, I quite liked him, a serious teacher who rules his classroom and students with a quite apparent grace. I overhead some other students, although, and apparently he is one of the more disliked teachers in the school for the same reasons, already I am seeing how I will not fit in. Second block was very different with Ms. Darlian for Math. She is a first year teacher and I can hardly believe she is more than one or two years older than us. The girls get along with her very well and the majority of the males spent the better part of the class hitting on her, to which she only giggles and blushes. Third block is taken by Gym taught by Miss Une. One look at her says that this will be the best gym class I have ever participated in; there is no fooling around in Miss Unes class. Last block was Ancient cultures, our teacher Mrs. Bloom, is very nice, and rather soft- spoken but luckily the class is not a loud either. As an elective all of the students are taking it because they want to.
September 3 Diary, Classes really started today, we did not really get anywhere in math but that was to be expected. I think I will just teach myself from the book as I do not believe Miss Darlian to know what were doing much less anyone else in the class. If we were to measure work ethic it would turn up a negative number. Mr. Kushrenada not only gave us a lesson plan of dates of what were doing for the whole semester but started right in on the grammar unit. I definitely like this teacher. We did fitness testing today in gym, I managed 100 sit-ups (because that is where they stopped counting them) while everyone else quit around 50 - 80. Tomorrow we are running 6 laps around the track and recording the time then we start in on the soccer unit.
September 4 Diary, Today we got a call about the driving accident, my parents decided that they did not need my input in court, even though I was welcomed to go in and testify. They though that I should not be 'exposed' to tragic scenes like that and the testimony of a sixteen year old is nothing to go on anyway and I would just be laughed off the podium. Sometimes my parent can seem like awful people but they have told me many times that they are not and they love me and sometimes that means tough love. They are my elders and I have to respect them because they are wiser than I, so I know that they are right because I am not allowed to think anything else. I just find it so hard to believe. I am going to take this book to school as my parents are bound to look for, and try to read it. Some things are better left unsaid where they are concerned.
September 5 Diary, I have come to school early, and will continue doing so for the purpose of writing time. Or should I say 'Study time with access to school facilities'. There are times when being a nerd pays off. Diary, It is now after school, I must hurry home to avoid suspicion but I have to write at least some small portion about the friend I met today, he is in my gym class but he played goalie while I was on defense in soccer today and he started talking to me. I don't know how Miss Une missed the conversation but then again I don't know how I didn't notice him in class before either. I am surprised as well as glad to make a friend here, and on the 4th day!