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The Tattoo

--- Making a Permanent Impression Since 1994 ---

Sept. 28, 1998

From the trenches: Life Under Construction

--- Second of a Series ---

Tuesday, Sept. 1, 1998
Ahh, my first day of high school. As I walk
through the halls looking for the gym I look
around andnotice how disgusting this school is
compared to Chippens Hill. The gym floor looks
ancientand the floor was so bumpy. The gym
teacher informed us that because of the swamp
underneath Bristol Eastern it is pushing the
floor boards up. He also informs us that the
floor will be redone and I definitely think it
is in need of it. The gym floor sems inadequate
for P.E. students and basketball players to be
using. Hopefully the next time Ihave gym it will
be in the gym and not in the bottom of a swamp.
-- Bethany Raffanello, freshman, Bristol Eastern
High School

Monday, Sept. 14, 1998
It's the start of a new day and I'm on my way to
Mr. McMahon's English class. Up the stairs and
around a corner, I find myself in the midst of a
cave-like hallway with no floor or ceiling. The
concrete is gritty under my new Steve Maddens
and I'm deathly afraid that a strange, unknown
substance is going to fall from the ceiling and
ruin my hair. I push through the mass of
students when I spot the room and step inside. I
take my seat and reach into my bag for my
textbook. Half an hour later, I am rudely
interrupted from reading about Walter Mitty's
secret life with a loud,ear-piercing
BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPP! I look up,
startled, and realize that it's just the
construction, and go back to reading about the
great Waterbury trial.
-- Liz Tinker, freshman, Bristol Eastern

Wed., Sept. 16, 1998
A few days ago, my entire gym class had to run a
few laps on the outdoor track. While some people
breezed through it, I'm not athletically
inclined and I huffed and I puffed the whole
way. When I finally finished that fourth lap, I
collapsed on the grass. A loud rumble stirred me
from my rest and I sat up a little to see what
it was all about. I saw that a few workers had
attached what appeared to be a giant slide to
one of the windows. Huge chunks of plaster were
being deposited into the chute in a flurry of
chalky white dust, and the rubble was emptied
into a giant dumpster. It was an interesting
distraction to the boring gym class!
-- Natalie Minor, freshman, Bristol Eastern




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