In the student handbook, it states that no book bags are to be carried around in school. You are allowed to carry a bag, but the bag cannot contain any books. That's how I've gotten through the school year so far. Until today. During my English class today, I was trying to finish reading The Scarlet Letter when the principal came on the air. He told the teachers to write up all the students who had big bags. In under five minutes, six of the eight kids in my class, myself included, held the golden ticket, the student's portion of the detention slip. "This is bullshit," I said aloud, but quiet enough that the English teacher didn't hear me. "We get a detention for carrying around bags but nobody gets a detention for wearing sweatpants (sweatpants are considered a violation of the school dress code)." Before leaving the classroom my teacher said, "Fight the Man." And it stuck with me.
Apparently I wasn't the only one pissed off about the ordeal. At least half the school received a detention from my understanding because of this sudden enforcement of a school rule that hadn't been enforced so far this year. When a group of us girls approached the Man about the issue, he stated anyone who had a book bag would be given a detention. At the time of the announcement I had no books in my bag, only two binders and a magazine. I felt extremely grateful that I cleaned out my bag over the weekend when searching for my Girls' State papers (which I failed to fill out on time). Now I was angry. I still am to an extent. My friend and I confronted the Man after school to fight him about this, and he said he could argue for us tomorrow to see whether or not we deserved our detention. I cannot help but feel like I am going on trial tomorrow, and my case is the only thing that will prove me guilty or not guilty. So now I need to prove my point so that I can fight the Man and win.
In other news, my hometown had a bit of a flood over the weekend. I drove through town and took pictures with my cell phone. Let's see if I can post my favorites up.
The day before this was a detour for thru traffic. Almost ironic... almost.
Front Street, downtown area. I was actually standing on a large dry area in between the floodwaters to take this picture.
Second Street's point of view of the downtown flooding. I slipped on the hill as I walked down to take this pic. Be grateful.
This road intersects with the first picture at the top. This is my road I live on, just two miles from my house. The first pic and this one made it on the news to my understanding. Wished I saw it.
That appears to be it for now. If you'll excuse me, I have a case to build for myself.
That is all.
Thank you and good night.
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