Writing Assignment #1
05/29/2020
Fiction Versus Reality
Life is Never What it Seems
“Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn’t.”
— Mark Twain
After a couple days of weary practice, it was finally here; the band played Scipio as we all marched in a procession to our seats in a room full of anticipation, just as we had rehearsed. The time passes, but this time I watch with my eyes peeled clapping with the most intent as my classmates collect their various prizes. Sooner or later, my name is called to receive my diploma. Though passing as what may seem like a placeholder for the next person in line or another name hindering us from summer vacation, the diploma I would hold in my hand would be proof I have at least made it this far. Once the ceremony is over, I would meet up with my parents, who would sagely force me to take pictures with several of my friends, and truly, I would be happy, for they had given me the excuse my teenage mind needed to seize the memories before they would escape me. After an eternity spent of my dad socializing, we would finally get in the car to conclude another chapter, and to start the next with me lounging on the couch awestruck with a loosened up tie. Though even that fantasy has become all the more laughable since I concocted it.
The reality is, after Fenn’s attempt to reenact graduation online, it still wouldn’t have hit me. Like any regular day of online school, I would look for any available friends to play videogames with, and it yet again wouldn’t have hit me. From that point on, my connection with my classmates would only fade to the point where we could not even hold a conversation. Then summer comes along full of plans and commitments, my plans to row on the Charles River, my plans to visit family in the UK, my plans to turn a page, but I am stuck on the last sentence, in anticipation of the next.
A simple cure can’t solve this whole problem, there is way more work to be done than that. As this rate, I think I am going to be starting my fall term of high school on a zoom call, in a classroom of people I probably would have never had a face to face interaction with, and even if that were wrong, though it is highly probable, and in the past, I was not bothered by this. I left school with online schooling at the back of my head, and I have now learned to realize how much of a whim life threads.
Though through it all, remember, it could be worse.
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