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{Tue, Oct 521, '10}   I Don’t Pledge Allegiance

Where I live, our public schools recite the Pledge of Allegiance daily. The principal or some other authority says “Please stand” over the intercom, and students in classrooms are expected to stand and recite the Pledge to the nearest flag.

Today in math class, I did neither said a word nor stood. My teacher noticed midway through, and made a waving hand gesture as if to say, “Stand.” I shot her a look that said, “no.” She whispered to me (for I am in the front row, yay), “You don’t have a choice.” Sulking, I stood for the remainder of the recitation.

On the first day of school, this same teacher said she had respect for students who recited the Pledge, since by now, most kids think it’s a boring waste of time.

I have my rights. I shouldn’t be forced to support something I do not want to, and that includes standing and speaking. Why do I even have to stand? Have authority really become so scared of nonconformity and insubordination that they have to force me to at least LOOK like I care?

Here’s the thing: I’m not a terrorist or anything. I’m not out to kill Americans, and yes, I’m a legal citizen. It’s just that when I think of America, I think of corruption. This once-great country has strayed from what it used to be, and what it no longer has the potential to be.

Don’t get me wrong: I don’t look down on soldiers or patriots. I have a lot of respect for them, actually, for standing for what they believe in. I just feel that I should have my own say, as well, and I should be allowed to fight for it.

I know I’m not alone in my cause. Over the years, the phrase “Under God” has caused a lot of debate. The only difference is that I have a number of reasons why I refuse to say it besides the obvious religion aspect:

  • Religion: Yes, I am not affiliated with any religion at this time, especially not one with an omnipresent, all-powerful being. For people like me, there is no “God” for “one nation” to be “under.” Whatever happened to “separation from church and state?” I remember in elementary school, when we learned about many religions. Whenever winter rolled around, we discussed not only Christmas, but also Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, and Ramadan. Once, I was told schoolteachers either had to teach everything or nothing. They were not allowed to be bias. Well, isn’t this the same scenario? As a diverse country, we should be embracing the cultures of everyone, and not just the people who changed the words of the Pledge. That’s right, the original Pledge of Allegiance didn’t even have the words “Under God!”
  • Homosexuality: I know this can apply to more than just the homosexual part of America, but it’s the most obvious example. So the line “with liberty and justice for all” really gets to me. It’s a downright lie. Americans are not equal, and the government knows it. Why can’t homosexual couples marry in most states? Why can’t they adopt children? Why can’t they join the army? NORMAL people can, so why can’t they? Homosexual individuals are living and breathing, too. Why should they not be treated with liberty and justice?
  • Global: There are hundreds of countries of the world, each unique and busting with culture. Is it right just to pledge myself to America? Should I even be allowed to visit a foreign country, in that case? I’ve pledged my allegiance to this one country, so there’s no point in fraternizing with the enemy, right?
  • Legal: There is neither a rule in my school nor a law in the country stating the resuscitation of the Pledge is mandatory. It’s as simple as that.
  • Flag: Even if I wanted to be solely loyal to America, I don’t want to pledge my allegiance to the FLAG of it. Have you realized that? The words are “I pledge allegiance to the flag,” not “I pledge allegiance to America.” I really don’t believe I should be forced to tie myself down to an inanimate object symbolizing an idea. If someone were to point a gun to a flag, should I jump in front of it and save it?
  • Memorization: Even now, as I sit here and tear apart the pledge I have recited every day since kindergarten, I feel no emotional significance to it. Children memorize these words the same way they might memorize lyrics to a song or a jingle. There’s no meaning to what they are saying, it’s simply something to occupy their mouth with. I have had to repeat these phrases for so many years. I’m just sick of it! The sounds coming from the mouths of my peers are barely legible as words– they are simply mouth movements and pauses they have grown accustomed to. These words mean nothing to us. Face it, you can’t force someone to be patriotic.

It feels good to vent onto a blog. These are my ideas, and my ideas solely. What is written on this in no way represents anyone else but me, Mercy. It doesn’t matter if you want to argue with me about it, because, like I said, these are my ideas. If you want to spread your counter-opinions, feel free to create your own blog and ramble about it. Me, well, I prefer to rant to the diverse people out there who can see where I am coming from, and who embrace my being anyways.

Edit: I just realized something else after posting this. I’m in the Diversity Club. Right now, we are working on a project to spread diversity throughout the school. One of the ideas was to get every student to trace their hand and one it, write their name and ethnic background. The only problem was what to do with the hands. I suggested using red, white, and blue paper and making an American flag, but apparently, we’re not allowed to, since some people may not be American. Well, why should non-Americans have to Pledge? According to every authority I’ve talked to on the subject, everyone is “required” to honor the flag and the Pledge. So it’s wrong to use America as a symbol for diversity, but it’s fine to force people to recite it, even if it does not match with their beliefs?

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{Wed, May 1947, '10}   How to Cheat in School

Yeah, this is one of those posts I’d be better off not posting, but… Well… What can i say? I feel like sharing my expertise to other students out there who need it more than me. These aren’t your classic write-on-your-arms-and-wear-a-big-sweatshirt cheat codes, either.

By the way, I don’t use these. I’m a straight-A student. I don’t need to cheat, and I pride myself on not doing so.

  1. If you’re writing a paper that has to be a certain length, fudge the margins a bit. It’s pretty simple, but make sure it’s not too noticeable, or else your teacher will wonder why your paper has larger margins than everyone else’s. If you get caught, say you didn’t know, and that that must be your computer’s default setting.
  2. You can also change the size of your periods. If you make all the periods one or two sizes larger than the rest of your text, you fill up a lot of space. (Once, I made all the periods two sizes larger and wound up doubling my paper.) Best of all, if you print your paper, it’s almost impossible to tell that the periods are larger than they’re supposed to be.
  3. Write some answers on the inside of your desk. Erase them after the test. Easy.
  4. This one is called “the cheat bottle.” You peel away the paper around a water bottle and write answers on the flip side. If you restick the paper on the bottle and look through the water, the answers are magnified so you can see them.
  5. Don’t cheat off the person next to you. Go for the people in front of you, to either side (diagonal). Their bodies don’t cover their papers very well from that angle, and their answers are in plain sight. You can easily pretend to be thinking of an answer, staring off to the side.
  6. If you want to listen to music during class, get an iPod armband and wear it under your long-sleeved shirt.Β  Run the earbuds down your arm and hold one in the palm of your hand. If you lean your elbow on your desk and rest your head in your hand, you can look bored and listen to music at the same time. Just make sure no one else can hear your music.
  7. Write some answers on a bit of paper and fold it up. You can put it into the battery compartment of your calculator and take it out during the test.
  8. You can also hide a rolled-up answer sheet in the barrel of your pen or mechanical pencil.
  9. If you really wanted, you would fold up the paper really small and hide it under the eraser of a wooden pencil (pull off the metal thing, then slide it back on). You could also place the paper between an arrowhead eraser and the pencil’s normal eraser.
  10. Sew answers into the hem of your clothing or the brim of your cap.
  11. In eleentary school, teachers made us prop up folders so the people beside us couldn’t see our answers, but we weren’t allowed to use the folders of the same subject as the test. For some reason, they never realized that people wrote answers on their folders or swapped papers out of one folder and into another.
  12. If you have a graphing calculator, you can program answers into it.


{Mon, Jan 435, '10}   Mercy Is A Beast?

In reply to Mercy Is Cool?

The day before winter break at school, the teachers took their own breaks from teaching and gave us fun assignments. In math class, we made origami boxes.

If you didn’t know, I am a MASTER at origami (to an extent). I love it, and have loved it since I was little.

Anyways, the box involved ripping paper into squares. Ray couldn’t figure it out, and was impressed by my skills, so he asked me to do it for him. When I handed back his squared of paper (ripped in a shorter amount of time than it took for him to complete one), he said, “Wow. You are a BEAST at art.” Apparently, I am cool for knowing Skillet and a beast for ripping paper.

I’m keeping track for possible blackmail in the future.

That same day, I had art class, where I was shading black-and-white pictures. One of my friends sitting at my table also called me a beast upon seeing my work in progress. Weird…

Well, I hate popular stuff, and the word “beast” is popular. I’m not too thrilled about being called that, but it’s the thought that counts, right?

Did I mention Ray participated in St. Baldricks last year? Random fact I thought I might throw in.

And that day, my math teacher yelled at me for calling a classmate a jerk for bullying me. Right… so the bullies and the gum-chewers and the profanity-using kids and the vandils don’t get in trouble, but i do for standing up for myself?

First post of 2010, whooo!



{Sun, Dec 628, '09}   Mercy Is Cool?

Quick post:

So there I was, cute and innocent (noooo) in math class, talking to my friends. I think we were discussing David Garrett…

David Garrett

For anyone who doesn’t know, this is David Garrett, my newest obsession. To me, he is the most amazing violinist. (Amazing looking, too. XD)

It took willpower to only post one picture…

So, anyways, I was in math class obsessing over David Garrett toΒ  my friends (“Omigawd, Mercy, you’re OBSESSED! Give it up!”), when this kid (let’s call him Ray, for the sake of discussion) interrupts.

Before you continue, let me just mention that “Ray” is mad at me because I ripped up his paper contraptions that he keeps pelting at me in class… including a ball of paper wrapped up in tape, several footballs, and a frog…

So Ray interrupts and says, “You know what’s cool? SKILLET. Skillet is cool.”

And I reply, “Oh, yeah. I’ve heard of Skillet.”

“Really? Name one song.”

“Ummm… I dunno. Whispers in the Dark?” (Yeah, I’m feigning idiocy. So?)

He’s silent for the longest moment in his existence– about 4 seconds.

“Woah, Mercy knows Skillet! She just became a little bit cooler.”

*class ends*

So… there you have it? I’m officially a bit cooler than I already was, somehow? Eh?

Really, if anyone can explain the weird stuff I post about, please do. I don’t know what kind of sad being would read my blog…



{Tue, Mar 2457, '09}   Math and Science?

Some people say that math and science are the same thing. If that were the case, then equations solved in both would wind up with the same answer, right?

My friend and I were arguing about what H2O+H2O was. In math, it would be H4O2, which is what my friend said. I went with the science point of view, being that H2O+H2O would be 2H2O. We ran all over the hallway arguing about it, and explained it to every science and math teacher we came across. They all agreed with me. πŸ™‚ But we were late for our next class (band). 😦 But we explained it to our band teacher and he said both math and science were different and had different answers for the problem.

But here’s another problem:

When you look at the sun for too long, you go blind. That means eye+sun=-eye, right? But if that is true, then is sun a negative number? Wouldn’t sun have to be -2eye? So then the sun is the opposite of your two eyes…

Comment if you have a good answer, because none of us get it.

πŸ™‚

Added tidbit, 4-29-10: I love “math” that doesn’t make sense. Here’s one of my favorite problems:

Pissed on=Pissed off. Therefore, on=off.



et cetera