Dinner Conversations (Short Story)

     I’m sitting at the dining room table. It’s been a long day of school, and my parents expect me to say something more than, “It was boring.” Which, no matter how true it was, apparently saying it seems worse than telling a lie. “It was great. I learned new things.” I could tell them that, however that involves another conversation… which includes saying what I learned.

What did I learn today? In second bell Marcus decided to throw an eraser at Isabell, who then made a huge scene, which the teacher bought. In study hall, I finally finished my sketchbook, with my own version of Vincent van Gogh’s Starry Night. At lunch, I again sat by myself, but that’s mainly because my group of friends no longer exist. Well, Maria still has my back. You rat a kid out once for cheating and suddenly you’re the snitch of the eighth grade.

It was at that moment that I realized that my parents were staring at me. I had a plate full of chicken, rice and broccoli and hadn’t touched it yet. It was father’s favorite meal, which meant mother was up to something. “Placement tests for the art school is a month.” My mother said, while looking at my father. This was an argument which they had been having for a month now. Mom wants the art school, and father wants the public school, which he attended. The issue with both was that I wanted to get far away and just live a bit. And as usual, they go off into their own conversation on why the other is right.

There is no time like the present.

“So, as it happens, I found a really good school for next year.” My parents look at me clueless. This had been the longest running conversation at the dinner table. The conversation about my future beat out our conversation on how we would beat the apocalypse. Which is a conversation we’ve been having for over a year now, due to all the apocalyptic shows my father watches.

“That’s good sweetie!” She’s trying to be supportive, but every word is cracking because she doesn’t want me to go to the district public school.

“Wherever you want to go, is where we will send you.” He says confident that I’ll pick the cheapest future for myself, go into the family business and still be highly successful.

There is no time like the present. I play with my fingers and scramble the words out. “There’s a boarding school, about four hours away, located in Nevada.” My parent’s jaws are dropped. For once they can agree on one thing, I was going crazy. I have an opportunity to live my life outside Roseburg, Idaho and be proud of it. I don’t have friends here and it will be hard enough going to high school.

Many moments pass.

I start to eat. I’m scarfing down my plate, so I can leave the table and go to my room. Nobody is talking. They both can’t be thinking that much, they barely think that much in general. As they continue to sit in silence, I get up. I push in my chair and clean my dish.

“Sweetheart, wait.” My father, holds out his hand. He’s going to give me that, father side hug and tell me what a huge mistake I’m making. That boarding school is for teens with issues. I don’t have issues, obviously, because I’m their little girl. But I please him and walk over. Leaving my dish in the sink.

“May I ask why you’d want to go to this boarding school?” If I knew he was going to ask questions, I would have prepared for them.

“Well… um…” How do I put something so cruel, into the nicest words for such fragile people? I’m fourteen years old, that’s not how the world is supposed to work.

“I want to move away, be on my own. I want to experience new people, and can say I enjoyed it. Staying here, where the sun hardly shines makes me depressed. I don’t have friends at school, my teachers keep sending home notes saying they need you to sign off on things, which I then sign. It’s not that you two did anything wrong, or that you messed up… But secretly I’m wanting more.”

My father hugs me, and for once he’s on my side. “Okay, I understand. I’m not hurt, and if it’s what you want then I’m sure your mother and I can get –” He’s cut off right in the middle of his heart warming speech. A speech I desperately needed from him. Why would my mother do such a thing? This may be the only time I get this from him.

“No.” The most understanding person in this room says. She gets up and walks out of the room. I sit down at the table once more.

Father looks at me and says, “Maybe next dinner she’ll be alright.”

Happy Thanksgiving

On this day, I have so many things to be thankful for. Looking back at these past eleven months, so many people have helped me become a stronger woman. In the past year, I graduated high school, started college, got a job I actually enjoy going to and so much more. No matter what my journey was or what my current journey is, I know that I’m not doing it alone. I have a wonderful support system, that is literally on standby any time I need them.

There is so much negativity in the world right now, that today I’m happy to be sharing it with positive people. 2016 has been through a lot as well. A flower was grown in space, and NASA started their project to send a probe to jupiter. Leonardo DiCaprio won an oscar, J.K Rowling wrote another book and the Star Wars Saga was revived.

This year my friends and I are getting together for a Friends-giving. We get so busy throughout the year that sometimes it’s easy to forget what brings us all together. I hope that while we enjoy the turkey and the pumpkin pie, we remember the little things in our lives that have made it worth living.

Sixteen reasons I’m thankful for 2016:

1.) Second chances, because sometimes all you need is a double take.

2.) NDA for preparing me for college and for my college advisors who sit with me for hours, so i can pick my perfect schedule.

3.) Stress Relief lotions and Sleep Candles.

4.) The guy that road the bus with me for three months, to make sure nobody followed me home. Also, because when it stormed really badly, my school supplies would have gotten soaked, had he not given me his only umbrella while waiting for the bus.

5.) To the woman who sold me my first car. Thank you for letting me buy it in October instead of January.

6.) My health.

7.) My job and co-workers. (plus the company I work for )

8.) Photo albums, that remind me of great memories and stories to tell.

9.) Daring myself to push the limits and get out of my comfort zone. Which ultimately made me a better person.

10.) The followers and the viewers. Whether it be social media or this blog, thank you for always listening to what I have to say.

11.) I’m thankful for the military that keeps my country safe, so that I may live a life full of opportunities.

12.) That Pope Francis is highly involved with the 2016 culture.

13.) Being able to donate blood every two months. I’ve saved five lives so far, and receiving those letters make my day.

14.) For those who entered my life and then decided to leave. You have made me a stronger person.

15.) Hypha, who spends up to an hour of her day editing these blogs before they go public.

16.) Britney Spear’s album Glory.

 

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Day One: Christmas Recipes

Within the last week of November, I start my holiday baking. Typically each year I pick a set of friends and family that I bake for; typically it’s around two families, a few friends and a couple teachers. I do this to show appreciation towards them. A thank you, for all that they have done for me in that year.

In November, I type up the thank you notes and get all of my supplies together. By the first week of December I am baking. Lastly, right before exams happen, I bring them to school, friends and family.

I hope that everyone this year finds peace and joy this holiday season. There has been a lot of negative talk, I thought we could use some positive vibes. Baking is known to relieve stress and help those with anxiety. It said that while negative activity surrounds the mind, being able to make something positive out of simple ingredients, helps the mind with ease. While baking you can listen to music, or watch tv. Which also helps soothes the mind.

This year I will be sharing which recipes I will be baking this year, and why i chose to bake those (because yes I have reasons for which cookies and bake goods I use). I will also be sharing pictures of what they look like. Typically I only bake one kind of sweet treat and I call it a day. This year I have decided to pick three to four sweet treats to give a more diverse box of goods.

I will start sharing recipes after Thanksgiving. I am still a strong believer in enjoy each holiday in the order they come. The Recipes will come within a few days of each other, for bakers who enjoy cooking all at once, like I do. If you’d like to read about why baking is good for the mind, please click the link HERE. The article I found my information was by Gabriele Fantelli and was posted in February of 2015.

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