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Ms. Burnette MAG

March 26, 2010
By Emily Kurtz GOLD, Sudbury, Massachusetts
Emily Kurtz GOLD, Sudbury, Massachusetts
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Down the hall she waddles in her tap-tap buckle shoes, her long denim skirt too tight around her potato knees, cradling books tight to her chest like a precious child. She pushes her glasses against her nose, her honey hair pulled back so tight that the edges of her face strain to stay pinned on. Panning the room, her lip corners crook at us, then simmer and she flushes. She plops into her swivel chair. Her carrot fingers quickly flip pages, and she mutters something low. I believe she is speaking to us, but our minds are elsewhere; out the window, on each other, feet on chairs, notes sailing across desks, preoccupied chatter filling the room. She pushes in her glasses again around her squinty eyes, clears her throat, once, twice, thrice. And when she speaks to get our attention, the boys laugh because her voice is like a child’s.

I feel bad for Ms. Burnette, because I know she tries. I know she drives home in her little red car to her little red-brick apartment. I know she climbs the stairs instead of taking the elevator, and I know her apartment smells fresh like roses and daisies, everything decorated in regal beige. She makes herself a veggie burger for dinner, a 100-calorie chocolate bar for dessert, and records it all in her food journal. She reads her horoscope and her daily inspirational calendar quote, finishes the chapter of the Jane Austen book, and tucks herself in. She is living well and doing right, but that little rain cloud above her head doesn’t want to leave, and the weather isn’t looking good for Ms. Burnette.

I know you painted your nails pearly-pink for us, and I bet you made ten lists last night, and I bet that’s why your desk is so neat and straightened today. One day, Ms. Burnette, I’ll try to give something back to you, maybe a nice new purse instead of your ratty cheap one, or maybe I’ll just get the class to be quiet for once.

But for now, we just like to laugh, and give thanks that we’re not Ms. Burnette.

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This article has 6 comments.

on Nov. 5 2010 at 7:20 pm
squalur996 GOLD, Henderson, Nevada
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Favorite Quote:
"If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character....would you slow down? Or speed up?
-- Chuck Palanick

you write good articles that convey sad thought prosing messages.  You are an insanely amazing writer!!!!

on Jun. 7 2010 at 5:38 pm
Destinee BRONZE, Oakville, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Blegh. - Abraham Lincoln

Absolutely brilliant. You're an amazing author. 

on Apr. 23 2010 at 9:34 am
jrose426 SILVER, Kirkville, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"Decide you want it more than you are afraid of it."

I really, really like this :) You made me think about Mrs. Burnette and want to know more about her. You did a great job conveying a sad, pitiful mood.

on Apr. 9 2010 at 11:40 pm
crawdad90 BRONZE, Rapid City, South Dakota
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Favorite Quote:
When life gives you lemons, make apple juice and let the world wonder how you did it.

That was great. Keep it up. I like the way you put her into great detail.

on Apr. 3 2010 at 8:47 am
TanazMasaba GOLD, Dhaka, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's Heaven on Earth."

---William W. Purkey

both of  u pls critic my works as well

on Mar. 27 2010 at 5:58 pm
FlyleafFreak DIAMOND, Loveland, Colorado
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Favorite Quote:
"I have faith in fools;self confidence my friends call it"~Edger Allan Poe
"In this world of infinite insanity, your friends are the best psychiatrists you will ever have."~Me

Wow, this is one of the most amazing articles I've ever read!!!! Great job, never stop writing!!!!!!!