Saturday, July 9, 2011

Feasting in the Middle - April 2011

Chapter 1; The Feast
Noa

“No! No! No!” My teacher, Ms. Sharrock said. “ I told you that you would get into your costumes after we set up for the feast!” My class, 4AB started rushing around the classroom, chatting, and started setting up for their medieval feast. The girls pushed their desks into two, long tables, and put tablecloths over them. The girls who were playing the peasants set the table grumpily. If they had known that they had to serve people and set the table, they wouldn’t have dressed up as peasants! I had dressed up as a peasant also. I was wearing sweatpants, a poncho, and no shoes.
At my school, the fourth graders learn about life in the Middle Ages, and they have a medieval feast. The girls were allowed to dress up as people from the middle ages-peasants, knights, lords, ladies, noble men and women, and a couple people dressed up as the emperor and empress. My school is an all girl school. NO BOYS ALLOWED!!! Our teachers told us that it was an all girl school because, back when my mom had a pet Dinosaur, girls didn’t go to school, but everyone knows it’s either because boys have cooties, or because boys suck. It’s a private school, if that’s what you’re wondering. My school is called Brearley. It’s on East 83rd Street in Manhattan.
“Hey Lila! Who’s your date to the feast?” I asked. You see, I don’t why, but everyone is bringing dates to the feast. My best friend Lila Selin was dressed up as a Lady. Lila was… tall I guess, but I was a couple inches taller than her. She has nice brown eyes and long dark brown hair. She has braces, I have glasses, and together, Lila and me were pretty much the typical class nerds. (No offence Lila) I was a peasant. Lila replied, “Phoebe! She- well, for now, he is my knight in shining armor!” We giggled. Lila was so dramatic sometimes!
“Who’s your date?” Lila asked me. “Calliste!” I said matter-of-factly. Then, I said, “ She- well, in this case, he is my peasant in dirty clothes!” Lila and I both burst out laughing. It was very unlike us to go to a feast with someone like Calliste and Phoebe. They were popular! And they’re…bigger. Not in weight, but in…popularity. They were louder and… they hang out with people more. I don’t know about Lila, but I try to stay away from…people. If Lila had dressed up as a peasant, or if I had dressed up like a Lord, we definitely would’ve gone with each other!

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