We
came into class and Mrs. Gill yelled at us for not reading the book before
asking if any of us had, in fact, read the book, which some of us actually had.
I felt powerful because I was the only one allowed to have their laptop out
without having the reading done first. Mrs. Gill gave us the whole class to
finish the reading and write our journals so it turns out that I picked a good
day to scribe because there is really not that much to report. Three minutes
into class we had not yet all settled down yet and Alex started randomly
screaming about the proper pronunciation of “gif” after Mrs. Gill once again
insisted that she is the only person in the world who pronounces “interest” and
“Pinterest” correctly. IT’S TWO SYLLABLES, MRS. GILL. JUST GIVE IN. PIN. TREST.
Then everyone was quiet. Too quiet. Suspiciously quiet? Then there was a little
bit of noise because Mrs. Gill told Jaclyn she didn’t need to read the
introduction and Jaclyn said she didn’t and Kory lied and said he had read the
introduction and took that back after it became clear that he would still have
to read pages 1 through 36. We reaffirmed the idea that the William Goldman in
the book is nothing like the William Goldman who exists in real life and that
he is a fictional character in a fictional world where America is mostly the
same but there’s a country somewhere across the pond called Florin. Or
something? More silence, and reading, and pretending to be reading. Good Lord,
I have changed tenses like five times in these scribe notes. I’m not going to
fix it. I think it gives these notes a certain rough charm. If I acknowledge it
that means it’s an intentional literary technique and not a blatant grammar
error, right? God, I hope so. The narrator in this book is kind of an extreme
jerk. I know he’s supposed to be, but I hope he doesn’t come up very much.
Westley and Buttercup are the bomb, though. Well, now it’s time to go. Okay.
Bye.
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