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Imparare; Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio
Topic Started: Apr 29 2015, 02:42 PM (729 Views)
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BRIDGETTE SOMMERFELD: PREGAME START

English was one of Bridgette's least favorite classes: it wasn't a subject she felt like she'd benefit from learning about, considering her career aspirations. Becoming a biochemist required extensive knowledge of science and math, not critical readings of the Great Gatsby or how to write the perfect persuasive essay. It didn't help that Bridgette just plain disliked the coursework, finding writing boring and critical analysis of fictional characters convoluted and unnecessary. But despite all this, Bridgette needed to pass this class in order to graduate, to move on to bigger and better things.

So for now she bottled up her feelings about English class and put all her effort into taking notes.

At least they were just reading. Bridgette herself enjoyed reading, but her life was too hectic for her to just pick up a book and read. She still listened to audio books when she could, and duly read anything assigned to her in class. Reading them out loud in class was even better, with Mrs. Webber's reading and interjecting with explanations. It allowed her to fall into a story as she listened, wrapping herself up in the story of Hamlet as she jotted down why he had said so-and-so or what this soliloquy meant. Her hand was cramping up trying to catch up with Mrs. Webber's words, however, and Bridgette could feel herself slipping out of the zone. Normally she'd work through it, but in this moment, she allowed herself a short break.

Bridgette briefly broke eye contact with her paper and let her eyes wander around the room, her gaze landing on the student to her right. His pen was moving across his paper, but from what Bridgette saw he was just doodling. She scoffed internally at the boy's foolishness. Mrs. Webber was a no-nonsense and efficient teacher, something Bridgette admired about her. This boy was going to get horribly lost with his inattentiveness.

His art style wasn't even that good.

Bridgette couldn't spent too much time looking about, though: she was still in class, and needed to put in her best effort. She went back to taking notes.
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The class was silent, save for Mrs. Webber's enthusiastic reading and the sound of pencil on paper or the occasional cough. Class was slow today. While she was a straightforward teacher she wasn't one to spend the whole class lecturing. Mrs. Webber usually let them talk in groups, analyzing on their own. Bridgette didn't dwell much on it, though, and just focused on note taking.

The rest of class was uneventful

((Bridgette Sommerfeld continued in Having Fun Isn't Hard))
Edited by Aloha, Jun 13 2015, 03:10 PM.
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