3/07/15
Dear Electra,
Is it wrong to be mad at people who are smarter than you? I asked Gwen that question this week, and she advised me that it's fine. My other older peers may seem to consider this "a ridiculous form of jealousy." I wish I weren't able to possess this unbecoming characteristic, but I can't change that part of me! It's been part of me for so long that it's inevitable to appear whenever an intelligent classmate surpasses me.
For the first time in 2015, I cried at school. In music, we were assigned to write a piece which told a story, just like Peter and the Wolf. My group consisted of Gwen, Sakura, Charisma, two other girls and me. When I thought we had finished our work, our teacher sauntered towards us and uttered, "Let's hear it with narration." (by "it," he meant what we've done so far.)
When he sat down on the table, my jaw dropped and my eyes popped.
"But Sir, we don't have narration," I stammered and then turned around. "What are we going to do, Gwen?"
Gwen gave a silent shrug.
I guess I'll have to do this myself, I thought as I turned on the keyboard.
"There was a girl named... Cordelia! And, and... she was walking alone... to get some exercise?" I narrated vaguely.
Next, I pointed at the glockenspiel. The glockenspiel replied with delicate rings.
"And, and... behold her was an enchanted forest!"
The tubular pipes chimed after my signal.
"And then--"
"Instead of cueing them in, you all should know when to play," intervened Sir.
The whole operation failed miserably! Sir smiled at the end despite the tragic performance. With this, I excused myself to hide my crestfallen tears.
It was definitely better outside of the music suite. The bushes quivered in the refreshing breeze, all was at peace.
That is until Gwen came outside and attempted to cheer me up.
"Marian, you did well! If I were conducting this whole assignment, it would fall apart," confessed Gwen.
I remained silent.
"Although, if I were you, I'd lose it and burst into tears," she added.
My tears came to a halt a couple of moments later. I turned around and became surprised at the sight of Sakura. She had been there a few seconds after Gwen came to me. The former was as silent as a ninja which gave me a tiny fright.
"Thank you for cheering me up, guys," I thanked my friends as I walked with them after class. My swollen eyes and runny nose persisted at this point.
Gwen and Sakura smiled. I am delighted to have friends who can tolerate my naive emotions.
That concludes the last week of term 2! I wish that my schoolmates will remain safe and have a hedonistic time during the holidays. As usual, I will be taking a break from writing these letters during the upcoming two weeks, but 'Marian's 2015 Reads' will remain active. See you next week, Electra!
Stay powerful and beautiful as usual,
- M ★
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