"Life for me ain't been no Crystal Stair"
-Langston Hughes
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::.........................:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: As told by Tania Mavis
For nine years, I was a straight A student. Teachers praised me, kids hated me, but that was the way my life was. I had two friends...only two friends: Marcia and Janet Perre, twins. I was short, my hair was brunette, and my teeth were uneven and crooked. I was a plain, overweight girl, and I was hated.
But when things became rough, I was always able to reread "Mother to son" by Langston Hughes, and it made me feel better.
But not enough.
I tried to make myself prettier..But my stomach got in the way.
I tried to fail my tests.
But they hated me for one plain reason. I was fat.
At my graduation day, my mother told me I was accepted to Marlborough and Harvard Westlake with scholarships from both..........
At High School, things got bad from worse.
I found a TEEN mag from my older sister's room. Out of mere sadness, I accidentally tore off a page from the magazine.
It said:
DO YOU FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLL FAT?
ARE YOU OVERWEIGHT?
TRY THESE DIET PILLS
FROM AVALON
Side effects: Depression, Diarrhea, Sleepiness, and possible Brain Damage
"Try this sample."
A pill was attached to the crumpled page.
I shouldn't have swallowed it, but I did.
The next day, my mother woke me up. It never happened before! I never overslept during weekdays. Never.
I rubbed my neck. Something felt different.
Mom put her hand on my forehead.
"You must've worked too hard today." She touched my cheeks. "I think you have a fever. Stay home today. I'll call the doctor."
I bolted right up in bed. I couldn't miss the first day of High School!
"I'll go to school," I said, big eyed to her. I remembered the pills and decided I would never tell anyone.
"Work hard then."
"I'm sorry, mom.. That'll never happen..never again.."
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At school, I couldn't concentrate. My stomach was hurting. But I made a lot of friends.
"Hi, what's your name?"
"Tania."
My head was buzzing. A friend? A friend!
"Wow, Tania, you're pretty thin. It looks like you've been starved or something."
I laughed. My laugh seemed hollow.
"Listen, there's a sorority meeting this week Thursday. If you want to join.."
"Of course!"
"..Then come pronto at five.
"Hey, my name's Lizzie. Nice meeting you." "You too"
After recess ended, which seemed so short, I made more than four friends.
The pain in my stomach wouldn't go away.
Nor in my brain. I just couldn't concentrate.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ (Based on real life) Aftermath:
Tania Mavis after a few months of taking dietary pills, she was accepted to a sorority group. The group was involved in illegal drug selling. Tania started taking marijuana after her grades slowly dropped to keep her from school troubles. After taking pot, she became irrelevant to everything around her, starting from her parents, to her schoolwork, and finally even herself.
After she was caught, she was fined, and in total humiliation Tania Mavis committed suicide before she reached the age of 15.
Now, tell me: Isn't it better to live and go to Harvard than be beautiful, stupid, and go to some crappy school and fall dead at a young age?
-Langston Hughes
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::.........................:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: As told by Tania Mavis
For nine years, I was a straight A student. Teachers praised me, kids hated me, but that was the way my life was. I had two friends...only two friends: Marcia and Janet Perre, twins. I was short, my hair was brunette, and my teeth were uneven and crooked. I was a plain, overweight girl, and I was hated.
But when things became rough, I was always able to reread "Mother to son" by Langston Hughes, and it made me feel better.
But not enough.
I tried to make myself prettier..But my stomach got in the way.
I tried to fail my tests.
But they hated me for one plain reason. I was fat.
At my graduation day, my mother told me I was accepted to Marlborough and Harvard Westlake with scholarships from both..........
At High School, things got bad from worse.
I found a TEEN mag from my older sister's room. Out of mere sadness, I accidentally tore off a page from the magazine.
It said:
DO YOU FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLL FAT?
ARE YOU OVERWEIGHT?
TRY THESE DIET PILLS
FROM AVALON
Side effects: Depression, Diarrhea, Sleepiness, and possible Brain Damage
"Try this sample."
A pill was attached to the crumpled page.
I shouldn't have swallowed it, but I did.
The next day, my mother woke me up. It never happened before! I never overslept during weekdays. Never.
I rubbed my neck. Something felt different.
Mom put her hand on my forehead.
"You must've worked too hard today." She touched my cheeks. "I think you have a fever. Stay home today. I'll call the doctor."
I bolted right up in bed. I couldn't miss the first day of High School!
"I'll go to school," I said, big eyed to her. I remembered the pills and decided I would never tell anyone.
"Work hard then."
"I'm sorry, mom.. That'll never happen..never again.."
-----------------------------------------------------------
At school, I couldn't concentrate. My stomach was hurting. But I made a lot of friends.
"Hi, what's your name?"
"Tania."
My head was buzzing. A friend? A friend!
"Wow, Tania, you're pretty thin. It looks like you've been starved or something."
I laughed. My laugh seemed hollow.
"Listen, there's a sorority meeting this week Thursday. If you want to join.."
"Of course!"
"..Then come pronto at five.
"Hey, my name's Lizzie. Nice meeting you." "You too"
After recess ended, which seemed so short, I made more than four friends.
The pain in my stomach wouldn't go away.
Nor in my brain. I just couldn't concentrate.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ (Based on real life) Aftermath:
Tania Mavis after a few months of taking dietary pills, she was accepted to a sorority group. The group was involved in illegal drug selling. Tania started taking marijuana after her grades slowly dropped to keep her from school troubles. After taking pot, she became irrelevant to everything around her, starting from her parents, to her schoolwork, and finally even herself.
After she was caught, she was fined, and in total humiliation Tania Mavis committed suicide before she reached the age of 15.
Now, tell me: Isn't it better to live and go to Harvard than be beautiful, stupid, and go to some crappy school and fall dead at a young age?
