Veronica: Totally gag me this lab is becoming so ridiculous, I mean do I really have to do it you guys? I have a manicure scheduled and I don’t want to go in there smelling like a human barf bag, I mean I have to have some dignity.
Angela (with a roll of her eyes): Veronica as we have told you before this is not our choice, if you want to leave then just go, I mean I would much rather to going for a ten mile jog then sitting here poking frogs with sharp utensils but I am not (voice begins to elevate) sitting here compla…. (cut off by loudspeaker)
Intercom/Loudspeaker voice: Attention students of DunbarSenior High School this is your executive principal Mr. Fleishman, I would like to make the announcement to both students and teachers alike that our President Ronald Reagan has been shot following his speech at the Washington Hilton Hotel to the people of AFL-CIO. We ask that everyone remain in a calm manor and we assure you if any new information is presented we will notify you. We ask that until then you remain in your classroom and continue with your activities, this may take an extensive period of time and we would like all students to be accounted for if any further problems occur. Sorry for the inconvenience, please continue with classes.
Margaret: Did they just say the speech for the American Federation of Labor and Congress of Industrial Organizations? My parents are both attending that, what if they were hurt; it’s a fifty percent chance that they may have been hurt if they were walking out while talking to the boss.
Tabatha: Yes that is what they said the speech was at the Washington Hilton Hotel. (Quickly looks back down at note book) Veronica: Omgosh you actually listen to that garbage, I mean barf me all I heard was “blah blah blah” of Mr. Fleishman, I mean doesn’t he honestly think that we all listen to that horrible piece of junk they call daily news. Wow maybe you don’t actually have a life; I mean what do you even do after school? Sit at home and make mean comments? Angela: Veronica? What’s with the tude? Margaret: Umm, (gasps for air), you guys where’d I put my inhaler? I always get so nervous *gasp* when Donna and George *gasp* go away *gasp* Tabatha: (doesn’t make eye contact just hands inhaler) Here, I found it. Margaret: (takes deep breath from inhaler) I guess….that’s what comes when your parents abandoned you. I mean abandon isn’t the word they couldn’t financially aid the typical fifteen million dollars the average United States child costs to raise. However I did never understand why they didn’t just send me to a foster home. I mean they are sanitary, require almost no payment and completely confidential. You girls are lucky, I never she you running through t he halls trying to make it to class, or tripping and picking up your books. Then again you girls don’t have any problems breathing… And how come your parents are so nice; they buy you really pretty clothes and I just get sweater that my mom sews. When you come into school you all have pretty pink shimmer on your eyes, I have thick glasses covering my eyes. Sometimes I just wish I could be you know... (Twirls Rubik’s cube in her hand) be like you guys. Angela: Be like me? No you don’t, I always…. Margaret: I just wish I could know who my really mom is and not the ones that raised me. Forcing me to wear paisley, turtlenecks, loafers and pigtails in my hair everyday instead of the trendy outfits you all get to wear. Its not beneficial to my social status, it completely lowers my self-esteem, and it just further plummets me in the statistic of adopted children who end up becoming depressed. (Voice begins to slowly rise) I will not let myself be a statistic; I am the valedictorian in this school, the winner of 12 science fair gold medals, and the only student to take the SATs a whole year earlier. I will not be a statistic. Never ever will I fall victim to the classic American life of being just an average person! (In a calm voice) Now let’s get this lab finished. (Margaret continues working on the lab while all stare in shock) Margaret: So the question states, how many intestinal organs can you find in the frog...so what’d you gals get? Tabatha: I got, umm eight organs…unless you are suppose to include the esophagus Angela: Umm, yeah…I got eight too. Veronica: I am not touching any of the garbage; you guys are whacked in the brain. You guys gonna at least be keen and tell me what Mr. Fleishman said, I mean if little Miss Albert Einstein got all worked up it must have been slightly important. Tabatha: You no what Veronica why don’t you actually do something on your own for once. All you had to do was pull your attention away from filing that one nail for two minutes and you would have easily heard the principal talking about the president. Veronica: Jeez, no need for the tude. Angela: Actually there is a need for the tude, Tabatha was just telling you about the announcement as you asked and you have to cop this tude like you are queen of the world. You two used to be best friends, and now I don’t even so much as make eye contact let alone talk. What Even happened between you two? (Angela gets completely ignored) Tabatha: Wait, so you do count the esophagus and so there are nine organs? Veronica: Will somebody just tell a girl how long we are going to be here? Angela: Will somebody answer my question? Tabatha: They said until they release us. (looks back down) So how many body parts is it? Margaret: that totals nine organs and I think Angela had a question. Veronica: Okay dokey so the next question means that I have to pull its leg off, gag me. Margaret you can do that. Margaret: alright, but I think Angela had a question. Tabatha: Here, I’ll just pull the leg off is it the right or left? Margaret: It the right leg and I will certainly adequately do it so as to make the experimentation right but I think Angela asked you guys a ever so slightly important question. Veronica: What the purpose of even pulling of this leg, I mean why can’t the teacher do this? Tabatha: To gag you, obviously. And must we remind you that the teacher did do this part of the experiment but someone was talking the entire time so we all got in trouble and now have to stay in study hall and completely this lab that is constantly causing you to “gag”. Angela: Will someone just answer my question?!?!? (Silence falls over the group) Veronica: Yeah will someone answer Angela’s question (glares at Tabatha) Tabatha: Of course someone will tell you the answer to your question Angela (glares at Veronica) Veronica: Well go ahead Tabatha. Tabatha: Oh no you explain Veronica, amuse us all. Veronica: I wouldn’t want to ruin our friendship by saying the wrong thing (loud on the bold words) Tabatha: Well what if I have completely forgotten (loud on the bold words) what the story was about, you should tell it Veronica. Veronica: Go ahead Tabatha. Tabatha: Go ahead Veronica. Angela; You know what never mind, I don’t even care anymore you two better just stop bickering. Lets get this lab done. Margaret: I’ve already adequately pulled the right leg off.
Angela (with a roll of her eyes): Veronica as we have told you before this is not our choice, if you want to leave then just go, I mean I would much rather to going for a ten mile jog then sitting here poking frogs with sharp utensils but I am not (voice begins to elevate) sitting here compla…. (cut off by loudspeaker)
Intercom/Loudspeaker voice: Attention students of Dunbar Senior High School this is your executive principal Mr. Fleishman, I would like to make the announcement to both students and teachers alike that our President Ronald Reagan has been shot following his speech at the Washington Hilton Hotel to the people of AFL-CIO. We ask that everyone remain in a calm manor and we assure you if any new information is presented we will notify you. We ask that until then you remain in your classroom and continue with your activities, this may take an extensive period of time and we would like all students to be accounted for if any further problems occur. Sorry for the inconvenience, please continue with classes.
Margaret: Did they just say the speech for the American Federation of Labor and Congress of Industrial Organizations? My parents are both attending that, what if they were hurt; it’s a fifty percent chance that they may have been hurt if they were walking out while talking to the boss.
Tabatha: Yes that is what they said the speech was at the Washington Hilton Hotel. (Quickly looks back down at note book)
Veronica: Omgosh you actually listen to that garbage, I mean barf me all I heard was “blah blah blah” of Mr. Fleishman, I mean doesn’t he honestly think that we all listen to that horrible piece of junk they call daily news. Wow maybe you don’t actually have a life; I mean what do you even do after school? Sit at home and make mean comments?
Angela: Veronica? What’s with the tude?
Margaret: Umm, (gasps for air), you guys where’d I put my inhaler? I always get so nervous *gasp* when Donna and George *gasp* go away *gasp*
Tabatha: (doesn’t make eye contact just hands inhaler) Here, I found it.
Margaret: (takes deep breath from inhaler) I guess….that’s what comes when your parents abandoned you. I mean abandon isn’t the word they couldn’t financially aid the typical fifteen million dollars the average United States child costs to raise. However I did never understand why they didn’t just send me to a foster home. I mean they are sanitary, require almost no payment and completely confidential. You girls are lucky, I never she you running through t he halls trying to make it to class, or tripping and picking up your books. Then again you girls don’t have any problems breathing… And how come your parents are so nice; they buy you really pretty clothes and I just get sweater that my mom sews. When you come into school you all have pretty pink shimmer on your eyes, I have thick glasses covering my eyes. Sometimes I just wish I could be you know... (Twirls Rubik’s cube in her hand) be like you guys.
Angela: Be like me? No you don’t, I always….
Margaret: I just wish I could know who my really mom is and not the ones that raised me. Forcing me to wear paisley, turtlenecks, loafers and pigtails in my hair everyday instead of the trendy outfits you all get to wear. Its not beneficial to my social status, it completely lowers my self-esteem, and it just further plummets me in the statistic of adopted children who end up becoming depressed. (Voice begins to slowly rise) I will not let myself be a statistic; I am the valedictorian in this school, the winner of 12 science fair gold medals, and the only student to take the SATs a whole year earlier. I will not be a statistic. Never ever will I fall victim to the classic American life of being just an average person!
(In a calm voice) Now let’s get this lab finished.
(Margaret continues working on the lab while all stare in shock)
Margaret: So the question states, how many intestinal organs can you find in the frog...so what’d you gals get?
Tabatha: I got, umm eight organs…unless you are suppose to include the esophagus
Angela: Umm, yeah…I got eight too.
Veronica: I am not touching any of the garbage; you guys are whacked in the brain. You guys gonna at least be keen and tell me what Mr. Fleishman said, I mean if little Miss Albert Einstein got all worked up it must have been slightly important.
Tabatha: You no what Veronica why don’t you actually do something on your own for once. All you had to do was pull your attention away from filing that one nail for two minutes and you would have easily heard the principal talking about the president.
Veronica: Jeez, no need for the tude.
Angela: Actually there is a need for the tude, Tabatha was just telling you about the announcement as you asked and you have to cop this tude like you are queen of the world. You two used to be best friends, and now I don’t even so much as make eye contact let alone talk. What
Even happened between you two?
(Angela gets completely ignored)
Tabatha: Wait, so you do count the esophagus and so there are nine organs?
Veronica: Will somebody just tell a girl how long we are going to be here?
Angela: Will somebody answer my question?
Tabatha: They said until they release us. (looks back down) So how many body parts is it?
Margaret: that totals nine organs and I think Angela had a question.
Veronica: Okay dokey so the next question means that I have to pull its leg off, gag me. Margaret you can do that.
Margaret: alright, but I think Angela had a question.
Tabatha: Here, I’ll just pull the leg off is it the right or left?
Margaret: It the right leg and I will certainly adequately do it so as to make the experimentation right but I think Angela asked you guys a ever so slightly important question.
Veronica: What the purpose of even pulling of this leg, I mean why can’t the teacher do this?
Tabatha: To gag you, obviously. And must we remind you that the teacher did do this part of the experiment but someone was talking the entire time so we all got in trouble and now have to stay in study hall and completely this lab that is constantly causing you to “gag”.
Angela: Will someone just answer my question?!?!?
(Silence falls over the group)
Veronica: Yeah will someone answer Angela’s question (glares at Tabatha)
Tabatha: Of course someone will tell you the answer to your question Angela (glares at Veronica)
Veronica: Well go ahead Tabatha.
Tabatha: Oh no you explain Veronica, amuse us all.
Veronica: I wouldn’t want to ruin our friendship by saying the wrong thing (loud on the bold words)
Tabatha: Well what if I have completely forgotten (loud on the bold words) what the story was about, you should tell it Veronica.
Veronica: Go ahead Tabatha.
Tabatha: Go ahead Veronica.
Angela; You know what never mind, I don’t even care anymore you two better just stop bickering. Lets get this lab done.
Margaret: I’ve already adequately pulled the right leg off.