This assignment gave the students a chance to revisit a Holden-like experience and reveal the plot through Comic Life. This was a fun ice-breaker activity which helped us get to know each other, and create a story around the focus of Catcher in the Rye. This story, "Jeannie" was a clever look at a babysitter and how she disliked her 'fakeness'. by Jade
"My life was full of lousy people. The worst was Jeanie, my babysitter."
*The short story is under Comments
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My life was full of lousy people. The worst was Jeanie, my babysitter. She was such a phony. In her pink sweater and sunglasses as big as her entire head, she'd prance around the practice field in Manoa waiting for me to finish soccer practice. Jeanie would talk forever, and I had to listen to her talk about her whole goddam life. She was hired by my parents, but they didn't really notice how phony she was. I was only eight at the time, but I swear to god, no one except me could see through her plastic interior. Her hair was so goddam perfect, she must've been inhaling more aerosol than oxygen to make those blonde curls stay.
Her sickeningly pink phone went off with the ever-so-great "Barbie Girl" ringtone, she must've known it matched her perfectly. We walked around in the grass for a while, she was blabbing away on her Barbie phone, with her goddam perfect hair and humongous glasses. I swear to god, she talked for about an hour, but then she brought a blanket from her pink tote bag and put it on the ground after her long-winded conversation. She brought out a PB&J for me, but she had dried soy cakes. She was so goddam perfect, she didn't even need to eat real food. While we were eating, she started an in-depth conversation with me. She sighed, then started rambling, "You know, we're going to be the best of friends. I think we're going to have a grand old time together!" Grand, There's a word I really hate. It's a phony, just like Jeanie. I could puke every time she used it. "I know we're going to have some grand times together, we just need time with each other. What are you doing to your food?"
"Playing with it, duh. It tastes like you stupid soy cakes." Goddam phony Jeanie.
"Let's walk around the park! It'll be so fun! Princess needs some exercise too" she said, in her helium filled phony voice. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention her goddam phony dog too? I feel so sorry for that pup, being strangled by the candy pink sweater that matched her owner. "Why? I'm tired and you have nothing else better to do," Did she really think my head was full of that much air?
"Well, it's time for you to go back home now, but I hope you'll see me real soon okay?"
"Yeah, I would love to." Being sarcastic with Jeanie was always real fun, mostly because she couldn't recognize it if it was in front of her bug-eyed glasses. I hear my parent's car grind though the asphalt. "Well, see you around, I guess." Jeanie started waving to me,
"I know I'll think about you every day until we see each other again!," Well, I know I definetly won't. I swear to god, I never want to see those goddam perfect curls and sunglasses every again.
I liked how you wrote your story in the same format that Holden talks.
In comic life, I can see a picture of the big glasses
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