This year’s WASL is making everybody horribly excited, and I’m no exception. I simply love sitting all day in a stuffy and overheated room with a bunch of devilish, rowdy children giving me funny looks all day. It’s so fun being dragged into PE, where I accidentally trip teammates, stand motionless and confused on the front line, get shouted at and called out, and am purposely knocked over numerous times by annoyed people. Music is even better, with us all singing sentimental, boring Charlotte’s Web songs stating that we are all the same and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
It’s wonderful reading through banal stories saying, “Dick put her in a tub. She climbed out. He put her in the tub again. She climbed out again,” and answering easy and boring questions. I would hate reading interesting epic tales of bastards turned brownies, pickpocket princesses, and tragedies telling of diabolical magistrates rising to the chair of Supreme King of the World while the Good Side were tortured and killed.
Math is perfect, with questions asking 1+1 and 1-1 which I at least have the ability to finish in a few minutes. There are delightful coin problems which I learned at five or something and a bunch of other idiotic things which are obviously created by a couple jackasses with no intention of creating a interesting curriculum for the students of various schools.
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