Monologue: Keds From Target
My favorite pair of shoes just so happen to be knock-off keds from Target. Their white and they probably cost a good, sensible six dollars. Whenever they get dirty, I can just throw them into the washing machine; they're really practical. I pretty much wear them every day, I mean can you blame me? Although there was that one morning when Margret Corn- the most popular girl at school- told me they were stupid at breakfast. For the rest of the whole day, I kept looking at my feet and feeling self-conscious. From then on, I ended up switching to wearing plain, brown, ankle boots. Months past and I missed seeing my clean, white keds, but at the same time, I didn't want to be made fun of by a girl named after a vegetable. Though it's not like I was wearing Crocks! I made a plan: the next day I would wear my white keds to school. I was so nervous that people would laugh, that I almost went home to change twice. Yet I made it to lunch period and nobody had said anything to me about my shoes. But then I saw Margret Corn... She started to walk toward my table and a feeling of nervousness raced through me. I jumped up, grabbed my food and headed for the clearing line to avoid her. When I was scraping over cooked pasta off my plate, a voice behind me told me they liked my "little, white shoes". I turned around to see Liam and instantly felt more confident. From then on, I didn't care about what people, or specially Margret Corn, thought about my keds. Now, when I want to, I wear my sensible, six-dollar, little white shoes from Target.
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