Madge was seriously scared. Nate's stares had lately been quite alarming to her. Back then, no one seems to notice her very presence and right now, well...its darn different. She ached to disappear into the crowd once more. But how could she possibly do that when this very moment, Nate was looking daggers at her...again.
Madge could feel it, almost taste his cold hatred, so as fast as she could she traversed her way to the next building. Faster, her feet propelled her. Finally, she slipped into a corridor and leaned against the wall. Breathe, she reminded herself. Just when she exhaled to relax her body, his voice sounded.
"Need more oxygen?" Nate teased.
"Nate...Howard..." she gasped for air.
"Yeah. That's my name."
"I know."-that was all Madge managed to blurt out.
"What were you running from?" Nate was still playing the sarcastic bully.
"Uh..." You-she almost said. "Mr. Statford. you know, Science teacher. I forgot to submit my chromatography homework yesterday."
"oK. Marguerrette Danes, the Chemistry girl. Forgot her homework. Cool." Nate said.
He wasn't buying her improvised story.
"Uh. Yeah. There's a first time for eveyrthing." She attempted at humor again.
"True. Anyways, that was some opinion you got in History."
Madge failed to hide her own surprise. " Okay. Gee, thought you were taking it seriously. I mean, I actually thought you loathed me or something for saying those stuffs. But... Thanks."
Nate slighty shook his head. "No. It's all cool. Honestly, I wasnt used to you saying anything in class. So.." he didn't say anything for a while. Madge waited not even attempting to start any topic.
"Nate, C'mon. We gotta bounce." called Lee.
"K. Just a sec." He turned to Madge. "Hey, Just so you know... I still think it ought to be Gentleman Liberty. Not Lady." then he stalked off.
Madge smirked inspite of herself.
"You realize that actually sounds ridiculous, right?" she called out.
He waved his hand in acknowledgement.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Retribution
Rumors spread like wildfire. Nate couldn't help it, by afternoon, the rest of the juniors had heard about the tale of his defeat against Madge.
Everywhere, Nate is greeted by glares from girls. He wasn't used to it, and he didn't have plans on getting used to the treatment.
Everywhere, Nate is greeted by glares from girls. He wasn't used to it, and he didn't have plans on getting used to the treatment.
Gender Battles
Madge has always worn a silent waters attitude. She was unassuming, laidback but responsible.
Nate belonged to the flipside. He was driven, tough and outgoing.
It's meant to be just another boring social studies class. Mr. Davis had resigned to the fact that memorizing historical dates and remembering faces of long dead heroes could never illicit the same enthusiam as the new jay-z hit track does among his students. So he scanned his class record, as usual and started his lecture.
"Yesterday we discussed international relations after the American Revolution. ..........
Let's fast forward on the centennial celebration. As you all know, America received a symbolic gift from the French to represent the friendship between these two countries. Officially, it is titled Liberty Enlightening the World (French: la Liberté éclairant le monde) or what we popularly know as the Statue of liberty, dedicated on October 28, 1886. Basically, you see a woman wearing a stola, a radiant crown and sandals, trampling a broken chain, carrying a torch in her raised right hand and a tabula ansata, where the date of the Declaration of Independence JULY IV MDCCLXXVI is inscribed, in her left arm-"
Out of the blue, Mr. Davis saw Nate raise his right hand. He blinked before he acknowledged him. "Yes, Mr. Howard?"
"Just my plain curiosity sir. Uh, why exactly did the French people gave us a effigy of a woman to represent our freedom when the ones who spearheaded the revolution were men?"
Heads turned. After a few seconds, some digested the question and either looked interested, raised an eyebrow or frowned at Nate's direction.
"The symbology of the statue explains the choice of representation, Mr. Davis-"
"Yeah well. I'm sure it does sir. I'm not trying to sound chauvinistic or what-"
"Yeah right, Nate. I'm sorry, but you do sound chauvinistic," Glitter shot back.
"Hear, hear!" seconded by the other girls.
"Look, Glitz. Female sexists always say its a male dominated world. They claim that we are the bad guys, the culprit, the demons. And being unfair is a term becoming exclussively referring to men. Now, I ask you...Why should a woman symbolize a victory that is basically fought by men?"
"OooHhh...One point goes out to my boy Nate, Mamas." Toby said with a grin.
There was an uproar of fiery retorts from the girls which eventually resulted into an indistinct clatterring that failed to effectively argued their case.
"Ok..That's enough. Everyone stop talking." ordered Mr. Davis. "Mr.
Howard has driven his point. I know you all have loads to say. But I want to hear it from Ms. Danes...." All eyes found Madge. She blushed, flexed her hand and bit her lip. "What do you have to say, Marguerette?"
Majority of the females in class hung their heads already. Though she tops the class, Madge Danes rarely speaks in public. She'd probably just utter smething incomprehensible that wouldn't be enough to rebut Nate Davis' attack on the feline pride.
Madge stood straight. "Mr. Davis had it right.(mouthing of "what???" from the girls and smirks from the boys). The victory of the American revolution resulted from them men fighting in the front lines of the war. It was them who pulled the trigger, dropped the bombs and burried the daggers in the enemy's chest. They were the real deal soldiers, warriors. But whenever they knock each other up, who patches them together? Who feeds them? Clothes them? Endures to nurse them? And yeah, who frequently reminds them to only use war to gain peace?... Queen Gorgo of Sparta was once asked by an emissary from Xerxes f Persia;
He said: What made this woman think she can speak in a world of men?
She replied : Because only Spartan women give birth to Spartan men."
It was like for the first time, Mr. Davis' class saw Madge. Everyone was dead speechless.
"Way to go, Madge!" cried Marielle.
There followed a cheering from the other girls.
The school bell rang.
Nate belonged to the flipside. He was driven, tough and outgoing.
It's meant to be just another boring social studies class. Mr. Davis had resigned to the fact that memorizing historical dates and remembering faces of long dead heroes could never illicit the same enthusiam as the new jay-z hit track does among his students. So he scanned his class record, as usual and started his lecture.
"Yesterday we discussed international relations after the American Revolution. ..........
Let's fast forward on the centennial celebration. As you all know, America received a symbolic gift from the French to represent the friendship between these two countries. Officially, it is titled Liberty Enlightening the World (French: la Liberté éclairant le monde) or what we popularly know as the Statue of liberty, dedicated on October 28, 1886. Basically, you see a woman wearing a stola, a radiant crown and sandals, trampling a broken chain, carrying a torch in her raised right hand and a tabula ansata, where the date of the Declaration of Independence JULY IV MDCCLXXVI is inscribed, in her left arm-"
Out of the blue, Mr. Davis saw Nate raise his right hand. He blinked before he acknowledged him. "Yes, Mr. Howard?"
"Just my plain curiosity sir. Uh, why exactly did the French people gave us a effigy of a woman to represent our freedom when the ones who spearheaded the revolution were men?"
Heads turned. After a few seconds, some digested the question and either looked interested, raised an eyebrow or frowned at Nate's direction.
"The symbology of the statue explains the choice of representation, Mr. Davis-"
"Yeah well. I'm sure it does sir. I'm not trying to sound chauvinistic or what-"
"Yeah right, Nate. I'm sorry, but you do sound chauvinistic," Glitter shot back.
"Hear, hear!" seconded by the other girls.
"Look, Glitz. Female sexists always say its a male dominated world. They claim that we are the bad guys, the culprit, the demons. And being unfair is a term becoming exclussively referring to men. Now, I ask you...Why should a woman symbolize a victory that is basically fought by men?"
"OooHhh...One point goes out to my boy Nate, Mamas." Toby said with a grin.
There was an uproar of fiery retorts from the girls which eventually resulted into an indistinct clatterring that failed to effectively argued their case.
"Ok..That's enough. Everyone stop talking." ordered Mr. Davis. "Mr.
Howard has driven his point. I know you all have loads to say. But I want to hear it from Ms. Danes...." All eyes found Madge. She blushed, flexed her hand and bit her lip. "What do you have to say, Marguerette?"
Majority of the females in class hung their heads already. Though she tops the class, Madge Danes rarely speaks in public. She'd probably just utter smething incomprehensible that wouldn't be enough to rebut Nate Davis' attack on the feline pride.
Madge stood straight. "Mr. Davis had it right.(mouthing of "what???" from the girls and smirks from the boys). The victory of the American revolution resulted from them men fighting in the front lines of the war. It was them who pulled the trigger, dropped the bombs and burried the daggers in the enemy's chest. They were the real deal soldiers, warriors. But whenever they knock each other up, who patches them together? Who feeds them? Clothes them? Endures to nurse them? And yeah, who frequently reminds them to only use war to gain peace?... Queen Gorgo of Sparta was once asked by an emissary from Xerxes f Persia;
He said: What made this woman think she can speak in a world of men?
She replied : Because only Spartan women give birth to Spartan men."
It was like for the first time, Mr. Davis' class saw Madge. Everyone was dead speechless.
"Way to go, Madge!" cried Marielle.
There followed a cheering from the other girls.
The school bell rang.
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