Goldfish Monologue

The scene starts off by Spongebob and Patrick screaming as they are being pulled out of the fish tank they are being held captive in. The scuba-diver, Spongebob and Patrick in hand, marches over to a table lit with a lamb, each step thumbing across the wooden floor. Spongebob and Patrick, the lamps intense heat bearing down on them, begin to sweat and dry up. The scuba-diver laughs menacingly. He then proceeds to take a book and close the door to the bathroom. As they lay in the gift shop, shriveling up from the heat of lamp, Spongebob and Patrick realise that they have made it to Shell City. Overcome with joy, they began to sniffle and a single tear forms in an eye from both. Spongebob and Patrick sing as loud as they can, “I’m a goofy goober,

It was a swallowing net and I knew it was futile but I still floundered like Flounder out of the water

Unit 1 ties into the theme of tolerance and the acceptance of others, as Barbara Jordan said it, “We, as human beings, must be willing to accept people who are different from ourselves”. Whether it was the short story What of This Goldfish, Would You Wish? Or the newspaper editorial The American Flag Stands For Tolerance, the pieces dive into and explore the issues of acceptance among others.

Well, after a bit of thought, I’ve decided to talk about a friend of mine called Do Xin, who once stood me up and let me wait him for a long time. Because his being late, we missed the new film. Finally he treated me to the spicy crayfish as compensation. I’d like to share this experience with you.

It’s been a great three years of being mentored by you in speech, debate, and finally, AP English Language and Composition. Through those three years of rigorous public speaking and academically challenging work, I can say with sincerity that I am a different person. Now, I know tenfold of what I knew before of high fructose corn syrup, trigger locks, and IRCA. It’s been an unequivocal honor to have met someone with such an intellectual arsenal as you and I have to wonder if I’ll ever meet anyone as knowledgeable even in college. You fended off every single argument that either the Debate Team or the 14 member fifth period AP English coalition threw at you with such ease and class. Wherever you decide to go next, I have no doubt in my mind that you will have the same scintillating impact you had on Suffern High School. Be sure to hoist that Tampa Bay Rays banner proudly for all those poseur Yankee fans to see!

I am a stump no leaves for me I sit as low as the grass, no longer am I a tree I was chipped at chopped at killed and gone And now I sit here on your lawn I’ll never give up I’ll reach to the sky Though the weeds and moss cover me I’ll still have to try My life is ruined my beauty has shrivelled

I was pretty hungry that afternoon, thought I would find something to eat outside of the cave. All I was expecting to find was a couple of clown fish, maybe a sea horse if I’m lucky, but never this thing!! I don’t even know what to call it, it was long, all black, and there were constantly bubbles coming out of it back. It had flippers and really big eye balls.

you grew up along with me, but I never disappointed you in any way that can hurt the two of

I don’t know if you remember, but when we were friends, we used to run around play fighting in the school hallways. It sounds strange, but I appreciated that. You were the only person who didn’t treat me like I was too fragile; weak, or at least that’s how I interpreted it.

I’m writing this letter to my future self for Ms. Meyer’s English class and to be placed in the Freshman Time Capsule to open when I’m a senior. To begin with, I moved to Hartford the night before school started. Kennedy and I fought long and hard about this topic and ultimately, it wasn’t our decision. We were told that we had a say in the discussion, but everything we said was disregarded and trust me, if I could, I would move back to Watertown in a heart beat. Sadly, there’s only about a handful of nice people that I’ve met so far who don’t judge me on my appearance or make me feel like insecure about myself or my actions. I understand that I can be difficult to handle, especially considering how loud and opinionated I can be at times, but

Mallory, you have helped me so much this year. Last year, I don't think that I got to know you that well. Then when J-term started, I had just got rid of a really toxic person in my life which was really hard. I was really excited that I got the dog training class, but not at the same time because felt nervous because I feel like I really didn't ever get know you or Nissie before then. Over J-term, I talked to you more and got to know you and Nissie, and that really helped me this semester. Because by second semester I felt comfortable around you, and that was weird at first because I never felt like I connected with a teacher at A3. Also over this second semester, you pushed me. Sometimes I felt like you were the only one that believed that

It is funny; I had built up to this huge opportunity for me to finally get to spend some time with you. The time we do spend, together I enjoyed thoroughly, though it was in much lesser spades than I’d originally planned and hoped for. I put so much pressure on myself and this chance that I could nearly ruin the entire experience. Luckily I am gifted with some wisdom and insight into life this is more than I could’ve ever imagined or hoped

Honestly, I was extremely nervous whenever I saw this response. I wasn 't sure if you would ever read it, and admittedly there was a kind of soothing comfort in that. I opened this not entirely sure what to expect, but I suppose that is the risk in reaching out to people when your last interaction with them ended on an overtly negative note. Regardless, I have no regrets-- it *is* lovely to speak with an old friend. And, I would be lying if I said that it didn 't get to me a little when I noticed that you still call me Lily.

It has been quite the adjustment not being able to see my baby sister whenever I want, however I am not as distraught as I assumed I would be. Watching you start a new school in a new city, with no familiar faces is an unbelievable challenge that you have conquered. While I do miss you dearly, seeing you thrive in your new environment has only made me proud. It reminds me of when you switched schools in the sixth grade and went to the Academy of Notre Dame instead of St. Patricks School. You were so excited and nervous to start this new chapter of your life, just like you were going into Drexel University. However back in 2008 do you remember how upset I was that you were switching schools? Even though I was two years older, not having