What the Schuck: “My Government Knows and Seeks the best Possible Future for Me.”

In 8th grade I thought that I was super smart. I thought that I could go through 8th grade just like I had gone through all the other grades before it, without doing any work whatsoever. But when I got my 3rd quarter report card, things needed to change. I got straight Fs. Literally every single grade on my report card was an F. As I stared at the report card it seemed to be hissing at me, “ffffffffffff.” In the words of Busta Phat and the Rhyme Boys, I had to get my a** in gear before I started to steer.

   So that’s what I did. This was good because when 9th grade hit, I was actually trying and still getting crappy grades, that was until I did my first math project.
   When I started out my math project, I was so scared. But after looking at the careful and precise directions that the portfolio gave me, I realized that this would be easy so long as I followed the rubric like it was a road map that had absolutely no detours, exits or anything that could possibly make my project unique in any way, shape or form. This made me happy: thanks to the portfolio I didn’t have to make any choices at all—which really put things in perspective for me.

   People in general ultimately never really make any choices; the choices are already made for them by the governing super corporate powers that be. So I did the work just how it said on the rubric and got a good grade.

   I was happy and content with the grade and the work was completed. Overall, the only thing I feel that was accomplished was that following directions like an ant in colony sometimes can lead to a good grade, and eventually if I continue my pursuit of intensely following directions, someday I could be the first of my family to get a middle wage paying office job. Thanks to the portfolio, this idea is very pleasing to me.
   In tenth grade, I was required to do a persuasive speech to pass 10th grade English. I foolishly looked at this as an opportunity to communicate an idea that was largely unaccepted and somewhat foreign to my peers. The first time I did the speech, I had a variety of pictures, and sources that made my project highly unique in comparison to the rest of my class. Of course, because I incompetently failed to look at the rubric like it was the blueprint for a 20 million foot skyscraper, I got a D. But I realized that it was time to stop fooling around. I had to stop being a person, and start being what the school wanted me to be. I changed my topic to something far more rudimentary and lackluster and guess what? I got a B+.

   This was a big step for me to take as a student. Students truly are not required to analyze or create work of their own, it basically all comes down to how well you can paraphrase a sentence, which I previously failed to realize. By trying to put down my own thoughts and ideas I did not meet the expectations of the rubric and consequentially I received a poor grade. I learned that it is pointless to try and rock the boat for the boat needs no rocking.

   In many ways our lifestyle is quite perfect and our overlords are very appreciative of our subjugation towards them and that there is very little reason for us, the citizens of these United States to anger them in any way. The portfolio and this assignment allowed me to come to this realization.
   During the fall of this year, I decided that I would volunteer roughly 30 hours of my time to a near by animal shelter. At first I found that spending time at this cold, dreary boring animal shelter, where I wasn’t even allowed to touch the animals was very unappealing. My basic responsibilities included cleaning cages and picking up animal waste. After a while of doing this boring, repetitive work I realized this work is in a way a microcosm of my own life. Life is full of boring inadequacies, why should I ever strive to accomplish more than what is handed to me by my corporate rulers? The reason: there truly is no reason. Life consists of three major things: being born, working and death. I have been born, and now I have reached my second stage. Work. Working is in a way, life itself for many of us. Who seeks more, is not truly serving society. Why ask for a greater meaning when the true meaning has already been given to us. WORK.

   So as a result of this insight, I became far more content working in the boring, bland conditions that the animal shelter provided. In the end I didn’t even want to touch the animals and I realized that I never actually did want to touch the animals—

  it was just a silly fantasy brought on by not working to my fullest previously in life. Work is the course to happiness, and the portfolio and the animal shelter really hit that point home for me.
   Wrapping up, I fully realize that as a senior in high school, I have much to learn and much to do. Many more assignments lie in my path to graduation and I believe that I now have the keys to accomplish what my overlords desire me to accomplish. But it’s not just about what my rulers   want me to do, it’s what I want to do.                                         

  Originally I had my own dreams and aspirations that only sought personal fulfillment. But now I realize the error of my ways since the truth has been revealed to me. My government knows and seeks only the best possible future for me, and thanks to the portfolio I have almost reached that future. Now I can look forward to a life, of hard work in order to make other people rich in hopes that, one day, their wealth shall trickle down to me. And I realized this is why I got the straight F report card

   I looked out only for my own happiness instead of completing mindless drone work that would help raise the class average, making the school look better and helping it to receive more funding. But now, again thanks to the portfolio, the needs and desires of our masters are clear, and I am ready and apt to begin my newly realized life of grueling manual labor of the mind.