Smart Alec


I’m continuing with the whole “branch out” thing and today I’m sharing a side of me that not many people know about, my Smart Alec side. I use a lot of sarcasm, unfortunately not many people get my sarcasm. My humor is always misunderstood. People just stare at me when I make a joke and then I awkwardly say, “it’s a joke…….”  The only one who really got my humor was my social studies teacher last year. He laughed at all my jokes, and I was the only one in class laughing my head off at all of his. He loved to joke about how he didn’t care about us kids, he would act mean and stern, and kids would get scared of him. As some kids were cowering like mice in the clutches of a cat, I was laughing hysterically.

I was his favorite student. He always gave us time to study right before a test and the first time he did this, I whipped out the flashcards I had prepared the night before. My flashcards did anything but blend in. My neon orange flash cards stood out like a sore thumb against the mass sea of white worksheet papers. The teacher walked around the class until he made it to my back row seat and stopped cold. “What do you have there??” He asked sternly. “Flashcards……” I replied, I had begun to think I was in trouble. Then he cleared his throat to get the attention of all the kids. All eyes were on me. I hated having the attention on me. I thought the worst, was I going to get in trouble?? For freaking flashcards?! Then the teacher spoke, “The only smart kid in this school, she made flashcards, Ivory here is using her brain and she’s going to get out of high school prepared for collage,” then he spoke just to me, “Good job.” Relief flooded through me. From there I couldn’t help the giggles that shook through me. Ever since that day, me and my flashcards were his favorite students. 

I’m no teachers pet, but from then on I used my best jokes on that teacher. He would try not to laugh, but I always knew he thought I was funny. Every class I looked forward to, it was my comic relief for the day. I would laugh and learn. I’m not a class clown either, but a Smart Alec?? Yeahhh I can be one of those haha. Alright, I’m out,

-adviceateleven

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Normal Post


Because my last post wasn’t exactly “normal,” I’ll be doing another one for you guys. I would like to tell you that I have been working like a dog on the love poem I’ve promised, however, that would be a lie. I want to write this poem I’m just afraid it will be too mushy and cliche, or it will be the whole “love isn’t a bouquet of roses it’s the smiles we share” thing which is sooooooooooo over done that it makes me want to barf. 
Anyway, moving on. About my last post “Nine Days Until Death” I decided to do that in the whole news reporter style because my English teacher last year made us do a project in the style of a newspaper article. She pretended to be different people for us to interview and then we wrote about the big thing that had happened. Throughout the interviews she kept looking at me, and she thought hard about the questions I asked. By the end of the thing she said that I was the only kid who took this assignment seriously and that I should consider a career as an investigative reporter for a newspaper or news show. As you all know, I want to be teacher. It’s all I talk about and it’s even on my bucket list!! Still, I should be looking at other occupational opportunities. Of course, the post I made in the news style was just for kicks and giggles, but it was kind of fun to try and observe every angle of the story. From the teens and kids, to the adults, to the stores, and even the kids without Summer vacation. I tried to add every point of view. I suppose it’s good to keep an open mind about all of this. But I think I need to remember that I’m only 14 (well almost 15) and I have time. I don’t have to be so worried yet….. Then again when haven’t I been worried about my future?? Oh well. Join us next time here at wordpress’s awesome blog 
-adviceateleven

Stage Combat


Okayyy so as you may or may not know depending on whether or not you’ve read my older posts, I have been taking stage combat classes. Well, the classes are um greaaaat…… Okay it kinda sucks. The teacher is a creep. It’s a girl but it took me two days to figure out that she’s a girl….. The kids well, there are four girls, including me, and then the rest are guys. Hyperactive, 12 year old boys. Yeah, hyper boys + fighting = chaos. However, every cloud has a silver lining and the four girls got together and we’re doing a skit. James Bond & Chuck Norris vs. two sexy villains w/ two hostages & idiot  guard. Yep our skit is the best. It started with just me and this girl Rebecca, but then Alexandra and Gianna came up with the idea to do a tag team fight scene. Alexandra is Bond, Gianna is Norris, and Rebecca and I are the sexy villains. That was all, it was just going to be us four, however, why would Norris and Bond team up just to randomly fight two girls?? So we included one of the other counselors (who happens to be extremely cute, bonus) as our hostage. So, after practicing a lot, we were finished, however, this kid named Justin was looking all sad. So me being me had to go see what was wrong. Turns out Justin’s partner Aaron decided not to do a skit. Of course me being me hated to see this because its happened to me. So I told him to be in our skit as another hostage. After a little adjusting our skit was great, but in walks Aaron and he mentions how awesome our skit is and how he doesn’t have a partner….. Of course me being me finds a small part for him. That’s how my two person fight scene became a five person all out battle scene.

The scene begins with Rebecca and I interrogating the hostages. After slapping them around we hear a knock on the door. I ask who’s there and Bond replies, “Dominos.” I ask if Rebecca ordered pizza but she hasn’t. Next Bond asks, “who ordered the pepperoni,” and Norris says, “with two slices of justice.” Norris kicks through the wall and begins to fight Rebecca while I take on Bond. I get knocked down and so does Norris. Then Rebecca goes after Bond while I get up and take on Norris. Rebecca and I both lose. Norris and Bond free the hostages only for one to steal Bond’s suitcase and hit him with it. The other hostage laughs, but Bond knocks him down. Lastly the two heroes go after the hostage with the briefcase.

I didn’t go into detail all the fight moves, but it looks awesome. Okay, well I really have to go, my mum’s a little pissed off at the moment.

-adviceateleven