I get up at around 6:15, and I blink the sleep out of my eyes. I shower and I get dressed in my uniform (green sweater with tie in the winter, blue polo in the spring and fall.) I ride to York Catholic High School, home of the Fighting Irish. (Our mascot is the same as Notre Dame’s! It’s a big-headed leprechaun!)
The classes are basically the same as at any other high school, except juniors are taught Christian Morality. I’d say my favorite class is American Literature or Art. Before homeroom, I pass the time by reading in the hallway. My friends and I always sit in the doorway nook of one particular classroom. My one friend lends me manga to read.
After the bell I go to homeroom. After that, my first class is Chemistry. Today we had a lab where we made slime to show stoichiometry or something like that. I’m not great at Chemistry, but it has its perks.
Next I have Art. I’m working on a fantasy drawing of a tree man, his rock wife, and a skeleton that could be of either gender. Their names are Trunk, Gravel, and Crusty Oldbones. They are scrutinizing a signpost in the road that says “Nobody Cares.” Fortunately, there are a lot of people at my school who do care. The teachers here are all nice and they go out of their way to help you. There are some subjects I don’t like, but I haven’t had a bad teacher here.
There’s an art show in the lobby now; the art is so incredible, you would not believe it, I tell you. My painting of Rasputin is the worst exhibit there, but it’s still better than anything I could have done a year ago. My art class taught me a lot.
After Art, I have Morality, where we just discussed stem cell research. Then comes American History. We’re learning about the 1950s and early ‘60s . I finally finished my report about Eisenhower (see my other post on procrastination). We’re also doing a class project; my group is creating an episode of a ‘50s sitcom.
Then I eat lunch. Today I bought a cheeseburger. The food at YC is pretty good. I love the tacos in a bag; they are magnificent!
I also have Algebra, Phys Ed, and American Literature. In American Lit, we’re reading Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451. My favorite this year was To Kill a Mockingbird. My Literature teacher is really entertaining.
After school, I go to track practice. Today we practiced by running through the halls for a while when they were pretty devoid of people. It was so nice out, we later went outside to run. We don’t have a track, so we run through the neighborhood.
One last thing I forgot to tell you. We have our spring concert on Monday. My favorite part is the xylophone.