Short Story Assignment Gr. 12
Topic: Highschool Memories
No Ordinary School Day
As I reflect on my elementary school years at MEI, many scenes trickle through my memory; stringing daisy chains at recess, playing kissing tag at lunch, and fieldtrips to the aquarium. However, there is one memory in particular that I will never forget; the extraordinary toilet paper wedding we threw for Jenny Jacobs and Marshall Cooper.
Most stories begin with; “It was an ordinary day...” But this was no ordinary day. This was the day that all of us forty students at MEI Elementary were waiting for. You see, Jenny was the most popular girl at school and Marshall was the captain of the “British Bulldog” team. Therefore, it just made sense that they should be a “couple”- you know how it works: hold hands at recess, buy each other penny candy, continuously pass the ball to one another during silent ball…However, as time passed, Marshall ran out of money to buy candy and Jenny could no longer handle Marshall’s clammy hands. So, instead of ruining their social status by “breaking up”, Marshall decided to take the next step by proposing to Jenny − of course, Jenny giddily accepted. After all, ‘House’ was Jenny’s favorite game and it would be exciting to have Marshall “play” the Dad.
As the “marriage gossip” sang through the little ears and lips of us animated students, we all began to make plans for the anticipated event. Ryan Hampton, who was Marshall’s best friend, was appointed “Reverend”, while Jenny’s younger sister Kimmy was selected to carry the veil. VEIL! How on earth were we going to make a veil?!? It just so happened that while we were trying to solve this “veil crisis”, a little boy who was walking out of the washroom had a string of toilet paper trailing out of his pants. “PERFECT” we all thought! Toilet paper would make not only the ideal veil for Jenny, but could be used to decorate the entire wedding!
Before long, everything was set; or should I say everything was white. We had strung toilet paper from swings and seesaws, around the flag pole, through the picket fence, and along the sidewalks − it looked like one colossal spider web.
The wedding was an overall success. Jenny looked ravishing wrapped like a mummy in Bounty™ toilet paper and the “Reverend” led a touching ceremony scribbled on the back of an old math drill. As for the rest of us students, we got to experience being janitors for the rest of the day. Picking up thirty roles of soggy, strewn about toilet paper wasn’t exactly the most pleasant duty to perform.
Marshall and Jenny remained friends throughout high school and whenever I’d pass them in the hallways I was reminded of this irreplaceable memory.
Written by: Rachel Fast
As the “marriage gossip” sang through the little ears and lips of us animated students, we all began to make plans for the anticipated event. Ryan Hampton, who was Marshall’s best friend, was appointed “Reverend”, while Jenny’s younger sister Kimmy was selected to carry the veil. VEIL! How on earth were we going to make a veil?!? It just so happened that while we were trying to solve this “veil crisis”, a little boy who was walking out of the washroom had a string of toilet paper trailing out of his pants. “PERFECT” we all thought! Toilet paper would make not only the ideal veil for Jenny, but could be used to decorate the entire wedding!
Before long, everything was set; or should I say everything was white. We had strung toilet paper from swings and seesaws, around the flag pole, through the picket fence, and along the sidewalks − it looked like one colossal spider web.
The wedding was an overall success. Jenny looked ravishing wrapped like a mummy in Bounty™ toilet paper and the “Reverend” led a touching ceremony scribbled on the back of an old math drill. As for the rest of us students, we got to experience being janitors for the rest of the day. Picking up thirty roles of soggy, strewn about toilet paper wasn’t exactly the most pleasant duty to perform.
Marshall and Jenny remained friends throughout high school and whenever I’d pass them in the hallways I was reminded of this irreplaceable memory.
Written by: Rachel Fast
