Just kidding! I'm not going to read the Boy in the Striped Pajamas. So, let's start over. Speak written by Laurie Halse Anderson was awarded the Honor Award which I assume is pretty high esteemed. Now here's something to think about:
"Older students are allowed to roam until the bell, but ninth graders are herded into the auditorium. We fall into clans: Jocks, Country Clubbers, Idiot Savants, Cheerleaders, Human Waste, Eurotrash, Future Fascists of America, Big Hair Chix , the Marthas, Suffering Artists, Thespians, Goths, Shredders. I am clanless." (Page 4)
I'd think you were lying if you told me that you don't think there are cliques at our school. We all have them. In reality, it's pretty pathetic. Why does everyone have to be placed in a category? Sometimes I think that people hide behind what their label is and labels only lead to the stereotypical attitude that several people present. The main character that I have yet to learn the name of because she talks in first person. She has for some reason lost all of her friends, which makes the novel all the more suspenseful in a way. The author, Anderson, writes conversations with the speaker a colon which seems to be a part of her writing style. Also, she signifies different things by using line breaks.
I am Outcast.
See, quite the eye catcher right? I can sort of relate to the main character in respect that I was once new. Except, she’s not new, which is quite unfortunate. It’s her against the world. When everything is working against you, it’s hard to pick back up. I have full confidence though that the girl will be able to either start over or get her old life back. We’ll have to wait and see.
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Yes, I agree with your thoughts on cliques and that stuff. This blog was very insightful....Lots of descriptive words....and yeah...
I completely agree with you in regard to the cliques portion of your blog. It's irritating when teenagers base most of their high school experience on cliques and the social hierarchy. It's funny how little petty insignificant things like social status can ruin a teenager's happiness, and slightly pathetic. It's also funny/ironic how those of us who don't give a crap about our statuses, abide by the hierarchy rules. We don't do anything about it, because there's really nothing for us to do. These cliques have existed forever, who are we to change them? (Note the sarcasm.)
Why do schools have to be like this though, you know? I don't understand it. It seems so immature. And maybe that's what we are... i don't know. Anderson has a talent at discribing settings, i remember. However, i don't remember this book being excellent... :/
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