How Things Change
By Lynn S. M.
The bell’s gonna ring in two minutes. Please, please, please: No homework tonight. First day of class they can’t give you any work, right?
Wrong. Just as the bell is about to ring, the teacher tells us that tonight’s assignment is to write a one-hundred-word essay about what we did this summer.
Aw, man. One hundred words. How could I possibly come up with one hundred words? That is way too many.
One thing I can tell you right now, and this is a fact: Someday when I am an adult, I will never write a one-hundred-word anything ever again.
