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Throughout my school career, assemblies have been a part of my life — as well as of everyone else’s who has attended school, sometime,
someplace, anywhere in the country. I loved to go to assemblies when I was younger. Seeing all your friends, getting away from the scissors and the glue, looking and listening to the administration and being reminded how much I admired each and every one of them.
But things changed and I grew up, and I am now stuck in a place where jocks and cheerleaders are put on a pedestal, and everyone else can fade away. I wander through my days doing what I need to do and not really paying attention to what everyone else is doing — until that dreaded day when an assembly is announced. Oh no, a mass load of kids filing down the hallways, coming out of every nook and cranny, finding their places in line, so they can go to the Jock-oriented event.
It’s okay — this is great fun for everyone, whether they like it or not. You have your own opinions and ideas, but you let them push theirs on you and make you listen.
They seem to think that everyone has the school spirit they are looking for, but apparently they are wrong when huge groups of people go running for the door. And let’s be realistic: who can blame them? Nobody should have to be forced to sit in uncomfortable bleachers with 1,500 people that we see every day of our lives. If we all wanted to come together in a huge group, we would do it on our own.
Not to mention the fact that assemblies are a big waste of time and effort. I am not the only person who does not have school spirit. It should be a choice for me and everyone else if we want to go. I would much rather be sitting in class learning something and doing something productive. In the time it takes for me to watch and listen to things that I care nothing about, I could have written this article.
The foul smell of body odor is overpowering. Hundreds and hundreds of kids are practically piled on top of each other. Hot, sweaty, sticky bodies squeeze together like a box of crayons as we honor the “good kids” with speeches and applause. Where is my applause? I come here every day, don’t I? We make them money, because school budgets are based in part on the number of people that come to school. They’re lucky that most of us even come here at all in these dirty conditions. And to me, that deserves a bigger round of applause than winning a speech tournament.
The administration needs to learn that we have our own minds. And with our own minds come our own thoughts, feelings and beliefs. We choose how we feel about our school and our school spirit. So before they cramp our style and ideas, they should get our opinions. And maybe (God forbid) take them into consideration. They could even take the time to thank the everyday students that keep this school going. There’s more of us, you know? But the way things are going, this will never happen. |
