Week 4: Problematic Essay
Starring: Butch, Ms. Keane
Location: Townsville High School
"Alright class, now for the month essay…" Butch frowned slumping deeper into his chair sitting next to his older brother Brick.
"Another essay? But we had one last month." He groaned. Brick rolled his eyes from beside his younger brother hating the fact that the seats were in alphabetical order.
"That's why it's called a monthly essay Butch." Ms. Keane smiled politely, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. Ms. Keane along with the rest of the class, sick of Butch's constant talking.
"What's the essay on this time, Ms. K?" One of the students asked not bothering to raise her hand.
"This month the essay is going to be based off of Anjezë Gonxhe Bojaxhiu." Ms. Keane smiled. Brick raised an eyebrow along with his hand.
"Mother Teresa?" he mumbled aloud.
"Yes, correct! I was hoping someone would catch on." Ms. Keane's smile widened. "Just a refresher, this essay is going to contain three paragraphs five to seven sentences. The first paragraph will be a brief summary about said person. The second will be what stood out to you the most and why and what else would you like to know about this person. The final paragraph will be why you think it is important to learn about this person and what can people today learn from this person's life."
Ms. Keane finished with a small sigh. Butch's hand shot up in the sky causing Ms. Keane to raise an eyebrow. Her class wasn't really known for hand raising.
"What if I don't think people should learn about Mother Nature?" Butch asked.
"Well than you have a right to your opinion and I don't really care for it." This caused Butch to smile he went from three paragraphs to one. "But what I am worried about is Mother Teresa." Ms. Keane smirked. Butch opened his mouth to reply but the class bell rang and everyone shuffled to leave, well other than Butch Jojo. "Ms. Keane?"
"Yes, Butch?"
Butch didn't say anything he just sighed. Ms. Keane knew what his question was.
"Butch you're a creative person… just make something up!" With that said, Ms. Keane walked out of her classroom.
Three days later...
"Butch frowned when he got his essay grade back not understanding why he got the grade he did. Butch was smart but because he is lazy it cancels his smartness. Butch's eyes moved over to his brother's with his usual A+ grade. Butch's eyes shifted back and forth from his B- to Brick's A+ hoping that they would switch but knowing damn well it won't.
"Brick, um how did you get that grade?" Brick looked over at his brother with a smirk.
"Why? How did you?"
Butch's Day...
"Come on Butch, you know you're smart it's time to show everyone else." Butch thought to himself eight tabs deep in every information he could find on Mother Teresa even some information that went as far as her grandparents. Butch took two days researching important facts and writing them down in a note pad and the last day writing it all down in complete sentences and using A.C.E (Answer Cite Explain). Butch was excited to hand in his essay showing everyone that he was smart and that he could do things he just chooses not to… yeah cause that's better.
"Oh, well mines went a little like this," Brick's smirk deepened.
Brick's Day...
"Come on Brick, you can do this!" Brick said to himself his tongue hanging out of his mouth as his fingers roamed around the Xbox controller.
"YES! Finally! That level was hard as shit!" Brick mumbled moving over to his computer opening two tabs both all about Mother Teresa before copy and pasting all of the information from both tabs that he thought were good enough to go on his essay.
"I better get an A on this thing that was the longest five minutes I've ever spent."
"Butch blinked after hearing Brick's method of work.
"Son of a *Biiiiing!"
"That's the end of class. Everyone have a great afternoon," Ms. Keane called as everyone walked out of class.