The Truth...

How could i be so stupid? How could i let myself get so wrapped up in The Wave? How did I not see what The Wave really was? What blinded me that i couldn't see what I had become? I can't believe that I, along with everyone else in Gordon High School let this go as far as it did. We were all so involved in this "game" that we forgot what The Wave was supposed to teach us. None of us realized that we had become the Nazi party that we had detested in the beginning of the week. Each of us had questioned the sanity and humanity of the Nazis, but we were just as bad as the Nazis in Germany during WWII. We excluded people from The Wave, and had looked down upon the people who weren't part of it. All of us were caught up in the rush and the unity that The Wave had given us that we forgot we were all individuals. I had changed so much because of The Wave, but I had changed for all the wrong reasons. Each aspect of The Wave I enhanced, i became; i was determined to be part of something, and i didn't realize what I had become, and what I was doing in the process. In my mind i turned Mr. Ross into my leader, and I his bodyguard. My mission was to protect The Wave, and stop anyone who appeared, at all, a threat to it.
    I am ashamed and disgusted in myself. I deeply apologize to all those whom i have hurt these past couple of days; i truthfully never meant any harm, all i wanted was to to apart of something great, but i know now that that was not what The Wave was.

STRENGTH THROUGH DISCIPLINE, STRENGTH THROUGH COMMUNITY, STRENGTH THROUGH ACTION

     Mr. Ross handed out Wave membership cards today. On the back of mine was a red X, symbolizing that I am a monitor for The Wave. My job is to report back immediately to Mr. Ross if any members do not obey the rules of The Wave. The Wave and my new positon in it feels "like being born again." I feel as if i am a completely different person. For once in my life i belong to something, something that doesn't judge me; something that accepts me for who I am and not for who i'm not. At lunch i actually had enough courage to sit with the other Wave members, my company was actually wanted by them! A mere three days ago people would get up when I would sit near them, but now I'm being invited to sit with the cools kids. This change is all thanks to The Wave, and I was shocked when Laurie didn't agree that The Wave was a good thing. By her going against the idea of The Wave, she is actually going against the community that we formed as a result of it. How could something as good as The Wave, an idea that has only done me good, be questioned?

     My mission now is to recruit new members for The Wave, that is the new task Mr. Ross has assigned to us. I will do everything in my power to ensure that The Wave, and everything that The Wave stands for be spread throughout the entire school. Everyone has a right to be apart of such an amazing thing, and anyone who doesn't agree with the ideas, and anyone who doesn't obey the rules of The Wave are extremely stupid and don't understand the greatness that The Wave symbolizes. All who are against The Wave are people I wish not to associate myself with, and are people i wish to be silenced.



STRENGTH THROUGH DISCIPLINE, STRENGTH THROUGH COMMUNITY

The Wave. That is the name that Mr. Ross has given our class, our community. In class today he added the phrase, "STRENGTH THROUGH COMMUNITY" to our slogan, and developed a symbol for our new community. He made our symbol a wave inside of a circle, "a wave," he said "is a pattern of change." In addition to this symbol, he created a salute, a salute in which all Wave members are to now direct toward each other every time we see one another. Again I was asked to show the rest of the class the new things we learned, and again I did not fail to perfom them utterly perfectly.

      I feel as if The Wave is bringing the class together, i feel it uniting us and causing us to become one. It's actually shocking, but I sort of can't wait for class tomorrow.

The Wave Symbol

STRENGTH THROUGH DISCIPLINE

    Today was suprisingly a good day. It started off as every other, but turned completely around during Mr. Ross' history class. As it turns out we're learning about World War II and Nazi Germany. In class today though, that's not all we learned. STRENGTH THROUGH DISCIPLINE was written on the board when we all filed into class today. I was unsure what Mr. Ross' intentions were with this three words, but i would soon find out..
    "Success through discipline" that was Mr. Ross' lesson for the day. He started with a demonstration, with Amy as his puppet. He made her sit in front of the classroom and adjust her posture so her spine was completely straight. "can't you breath more easily?" he remarked. Around the classroom everyone, including myself, began adjusting their posture, in imitation to Amy's. I sat with my legs parallel, ankles locked, knees at a 90 degree angle, and spine completely straight. When Mr. Ross came around he made everyone admire me, and my perfect execution of the task..I was never so proud of myself before. This pride continued as the class and I completed the next task Mr. Ross assigned to us, i even led the class back into the classroom! This task showed that through discpline we could achieve our goal more efficiently, and more quickly. I was also the one who demonstrated to the class how to properly answer a question according to the new rules Mr. Ross explained to us. For now on, he said, "When asking or answering a question, you must stand at the side of your desk.." and "the first words that you say when answering or asking a question are 'Mr. Ross.' "
    After class I went to the bathroom and practiced these rules over and over again, i wanted to have them just right for class the next day.. I wanted to be good at something, like i never was before. I wanted to show Mr. Ross that through discipline, I could also have success.

Just another boring day...

     Today was like any other day at school, simply put, i didn't care what happened, nor was interested in anything that was taught at Gordon High. Brad continues to pick on me, not that i even care. His rude comments, and tormenting slurs are second nature to me now, and i know they will never stop..
Besides Brad being his usual self, i didn't suprise myself either, getting another D on my history paper, no shocker there. I'm pretty sure we watched a movie in that class today, i really wouldn't know though since i fell asleep as soon as i sat down. Mr. Ross isn't too pleased with me, he went off after class about how he was going to fail me, like i care? I'm never going to be like my brother, the infamous "Jeff Billings", the allstar athlete and straight A student. I can never live up to that, so why should i even try?