might.” I said sourly. “What if I’m so bad that I traumatize everyone and make their ears bleed?”
“I don’t think that will happen.” He rolled his eyes.
“How do you know? You’ve never heard me sing.” Crap. As soon as it came out of my mouth, I regretted saying it. Usually, I’m really good at monitoring my words, after all I’ve had years of practice with my parents, family and people at school.
“And whose fault is that?” He grinned.
“Hmph.” I pouted. I couldn’t help it.
“Hey, I am more than willing to listen. Just let me know when.” He paused. “Unless you feel like you trust me less than when we started…”
No. That definitely wasn’t the case. I was surprised on how much I did trust him in such a short period of time. “Okay.”
“Okay? Okay what?” He looked at me curiously.
“I could use some feedback. But you need to be honest with me. If I suck, you have to tell me so I don’t make a fool out of myself at the audition.”
“Yeah, yeah. Of course.”
“Okay.” I took a deep breath. “After school? When we finish up this stuff.”
“Sure.”
“But…” I was still uneasy about something.
“But?” He eyed me quizzically.
“Ummm…” I didn’t know how to say it. “You’re the only audience I want. How do I sing without Mr. D hearing?”
He looked over to Mr. D, who was heading to the front of the room. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.”
Somehow, I knew he would. How was beyond me. But if he said he would handle it, I could trust that he would. I wasn’t going to worry about it. Well, I was going to try not to.
At the end of class Mr. D announced the next project. “Alright, ladies and gentlemen… your next project will be to find physics in the world around you. You need to identify 3-4 examples of physics used in ‘real life’. You will then need to describe, in general, the concepts. Photos and/or video clips must be included, so we can see what you identified. To avoid duplication of locations, please register your place with me. First come, first serve. Work with your lab partners. It is due in two weeks. The details are in the handout.”
The bell rang and he gave each of us a handout as we left the classroom. I read over it, in my next class. Basically, we had to find places outside of school, like at the mall or at a restaurant, that used physics in their business. We had to go there, take pictures or video of it and explain the physics and diagram it. I knew that science was everywhere, so I didn’t think it would be hard to find something. But, I wanted the video to be interesting, so it had to be good.
* * *
I was in choir, we had just finished warming up, when the bell went off. Most students were excited. I wasn’t one of them. Ring. Ring. Ring. Great. It was the fire alarm. We had to evacuate. Mrs. Marshall seemed surprised, so it wasn’t a planned drill. But that didn’t mean that there was a fire. Still, I grabbed my bag and headed to the evacuation area – the soccer fields.
I really hated going down there. It wasn’t the walk, so much as 2000 students all going to the same place at the same time. It was very slow moving with bottlenecks where the gates were. I had someone immediately in front of me, on my right, left and behind me. I felt so claustrophobic. I couldn’t wait until I got to the open field, where there was more space between everyone.
I got to my classroom’s designated area and checked in with Mrs. Marshall. I had time to kill until they rang the ‘all clear’ bell and everyone could go back to class. Who knew how long that would take. I found a grassy spot nearby. I put my backpack on the grass and leaned up against the fence.
I wanted to try to get some work done, but I couldn’t concentrate. Instead, I stayed against the fence people watching. Most students wandered around the field, looking for their friends to hang out with them. Even the teachers did that. I could see
“I don’t think that will happen.” He rolled his eyes.
“How do you know? You’ve never heard me sing.” Crap. As soon as it came out of my mouth, I regretted saying it. Usually, I’m really good at monitoring my words, after all I’ve had years of practice with my parents, family and people at school.
“And whose fault is that?” He grinned.
“Hmph.” I pouted. I couldn’t help it.
“Hey, I am more than willing to listen. Just let me know when.” He paused. “Unless you feel like you trust me less than when we started…”
No. That definitely wasn’t the case. I was surprised on how much I did trust him in such a short period of time. “Okay.”
“Okay? Okay what?” He looked at me curiously.
“I could use some feedback. But you need to be honest with me. If I suck, you have to tell me so I don’t make a fool out of myself at the audition.”
“Yeah, yeah. Of course.”
“Okay.” I took a deep breath. “After school? When we finish up this stuff.”
“Sure.”
“But…” I was still uneasy about something.
“But?” He eyed me quizzically.
“Ummm…” I didn’t know how to say it. “You’re the only audience I want. How do I sing without Mr. D hearing?”
He looked over to Mr. D, who was heading to the front of the room. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.”
Somehow, I knew he would. How was beyond me. But if he said he would handle it, I could trust that he would. I wasn’t going to worry about it. Well, I was going to try not to.
At the end of class Mr. D announced the next project. “Alright, ladies and gentlemen… your next project will be to find physics in the world around you. You need to identify 3-4 examples of physics used in ‘real life’. You will then need to describe, in general, the concepts. Photos and/or video clips must be included, so we can see what you identified. To avoid duplication of locations, please register your place with me. First come, first serve. Work with your lab partners. It is due in two weeks. The details are in the handout.”
The bell rang and he gave each of us a handout as we left the classroom. I read over it, in my next class. Basically, we had to find places outside of school, like at the mall or at a restaurant, that used physics in their business. We had to go there, take pictures or video of it and explain the physics and diagram it. I knew that science was everywhere, so I didn’t think it would be hard to find something. But, I wanted the video to be interesting, so it had to be good.
* * *
I was in choir, we had just finished warming up, when the bell went off. Most students were excited. I wasn’t one of them. Ring. Ring. Ring. Great. It was the fire alarm. We had to evacuate. Mrs. Marshall seemed surprised, so it wasn’t a planned drill. But that didn’t mean that there was a fire. Still, I grabbed my bag and headed to the evacuation area – the soccer fields.
I really hated going down there. It wasn’t the walk, so much as 2000 students all going to the same place at the same time. It was very slow moving with bottlenecks where the gates were. I had someone immediately in front of me, on my right, left and behind me. I felt so claustrophobic. I couldn’t wait until I got to the open field, where there was more space between everyone.
I got to my classroom’s designated area and checked in with Mrs. Marshall. I had time to kill until they rang the ‘all clear’ bell and everyone could go back to class. Who knew how long that would take. I found a grassy spot nearby. I put my backpack on the grass and leaned up against the fence.
I wanted to try to get some work done, but I couldn’t concentrate. Instead, I stayed against the fence people watching. Most students wandered around the field, looking for their friends to hang out with them. Even the teachers did that. I could see
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