ode to Izzy Nutal, girl i sat next to in spanish class
I look over at Izzy, sitting next to me. She is pretty small. She must get cold easily and frequently. I feel as if she is shaking from the chill even now. She is naturally tiny, almost like a mouse. And in the way that there are some people, that would not need a mask if they dressed up as a cat or mouse or an Iguanodon, Izzy would fit right in with a bunch of people dressed up as mice with mice masks. But she would have to be wearing the clothes of a mouse if she did, because mice do not wear shoes, or jeans, or shirts. In hindsight, she might also need a short haircut, because I have never met a mouse with long girly hair; even a girl mouse. We are in Spanish class, duh, I feel like I’m always in Spanish class. But really, I’m not always in Spanish class. I loose my sense of time a lot, that is to say I am someplace and I can’t remember how long I have been there for, or even why. The later is rarer, but everybody has those days. I don’t need to tell you that. At this particular moment, Izzy looks over at me, while I am looking at her, and when she turns her head, one of her eyes, doesn’t quite get the memo, and it is like off in another direction, so she is a bit confused as to why everything is double. Her eyes sort of roll around for a second before coming into focus again, but before they do, the teacher has looked out from the white board, to see Izzy, making what she saw as a funny face, but what was really just weak and particularly uncoordinated eye muscles. My teacher gets things confused sometimes and there are a lot of troublemakers in the class. Maybe she just hated Izzy, but she freaked out at Izzy for making mean faces at her, so she brought the punishment down hard on Izzy’s very small shoulders, because as I said before, Izzy is a very slight girl. It is odd to me, thinking back, how she (the Spanish teacher) could have mistaken Izzy for a troublemaker, because this girl is very unassuming, and probably never got in trouble like this before, in fact I know because she had a good rep, but you know all that. Well, my teacher decided to make an example out of Izzy’s misdeed. There was a dean’s revue for Irreverence in the Classroom, and it is in very small print in the school community conduct code that it was a given you'd get in big trouble for stuff like that. Well, needless to say they expelled Izzy. i guess taht was a little bit harsh, her being pretty innocent for the most part, but i didn't speak up; she was such a slight girl. It wasn't really much of a priority for me. She was enrolled in a huge public school later that month, which was bad because she was small and was picked on by large girls who stole from her every day they saw her. She never got her life back on track and works minimum wage in a south Washington housing community billiard hall. Probably blaming me for everything. It’s not my fault she had weak eyes, I don’t feel bad at all. I’m glad that she didn’t get successful, because she would have weakened the gene pool, but its not like I care that much about the gene pool. she was after all, a very slight girl. All I know Is that I graduated from high school and she didn’t.