Monologue

A tradition that I had in high school on Saint Patrick’s Day was that all the seniors would go to the city for the parade. Obviously it wasn’t what the school had wanted, but what could they have done. During my senior year, the school got a new assistant principal, Dr. Kraus. All the seniors received numerous threats from Dr. Kraus and others about ditching school and going to the parade. They had the same routine every year, and we weren’t going to stop the tradition for a threat we receive every year. For pre-cautionary reasons, all the seniors decided to go to the Little Neck station instead of the Great Neck one. So as the day came, everyone went to the Little Neck station. Unfortunately, my friends and I were slightly late and missed the train by a few seconds. As we got out of the car and ran towards the train, the train left right there. As we all turned around to go back to our cars, Dr. Kraus is standing behind us. None of us knew what to say, we just stood there speechless. After speaking to us for a few seconds, Dr. Kraus left and returned to school. He didn’t tell us go back to school or anything like that; he just asked, “Are you supposed to be here right now?” and left. Still stunned at what just occurred, we decided to return to school. Already missing half of the day, we decide to go to Dr. Kraus’ office. He tells us to come to school early the next morning. The next day, we go to Dr. Kraus’ office early in the morning. He had a long and serious talk with each of us individually, and then as a group. He even threated to suspend all of us for a week if we didn’t tell him who went to the city. None of us answered, thankfully he was bluffing. After dismissing all of us, he recalled me into his office. He didn’t necessarily tell me that I was going to be in big trouble, but he just made me feel guilty about what I did. After that whole scenario, I began to take school and life more seriously. Dr. Kraus made me open my eyes and become more mature.

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