For my club, I chose a group that is commically named "PIG". This acronym stands for the "Political Interest Group". It is where every couple of weeks or so, some politician gets to talk to us for an entire lunch break. Surprisingly, it can get interesting sometimes. For example, I remember last year, one PIG meeting nearly ended in violence when some Jewish kids kept asking our guest (a Palestinian diplomat) some rather awkward questions.
I've been part of this club for 18 months now. I am really involved in this club since I turn up to every meeting, unless of course something more important happens to occur. After listening to my little story of dedication here, you can probable imagine my surprise when last Monday (21st of Jult 2003) I was not allowed to be part of a PIG meeting because the hall where it was held was packed.
Now, at first, you'd think that this was just a stroke of bad luck. Well, think again my friend. For I am now going to tell you a tale that, even more ironically, will make up part of my rant.
One this particular Monday, we were supposed to have a very important guest. I won't tell you who he (or is it she?) is, for two very good reasons: 1) you won't know this person, and 2) even if you did, I'll still bet that you wouldn't even care. Well, they told me about this meeting for about a week. I was very excited, because for once, we were going to hear somebody famous for once. It kept me on edge during the weekend, thinking about what it would actually be like.
Well, this Monday then came. It started out like all usual Mondays. Start school at 8:30am, go to form assembly, got to first class, yadda yadda yadda. Then, about two periods before the meeting, I had Philosophy. The guy next to me was talking to another friend of his about how the first guy I mentioned was going to usher in 50 students into the hall where the meeting was going to take place. Not only that, but they came from another school. I thought to myself, this is rather odd. I mean, students from another school have never come to a PIG meeting before. I just knew that it was going to get packed pretty quickly if I didn't hurry there when lunch started.
For you see, the hall where our meeting are held only have enough seets for about 100 to 150 people. Since a third of this was already taken up (by the other school, remember?), I knew that I had to get in quickly.
Next came P.E. We were doing lacross, the game with the net on the stick. Well, after a quick game (whereby my team actually won), I quickly ran to the change rooms infront of everyone else so I could come to the meeting quickly. I swear, I changed in record time that day! After this, I quickly went to my locker. But much to my dismay, I was delayed by a couple of Indian/Sri Lankan students, who always lingure around my locker since their ............
