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TITLE (EDIT)
Mexican Soul |
DESCRIPTION
Elementary students enjoy their favorite part of the day--lunchtime. However, today is extra special because they're having tacos.
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TITLE KEYWORD
Teenage |
AUTHOR
Steve Deutsch |
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I like write things.
[February 2005] |
AUTHOR'S E-MAIL ADDRESS
SDCool543@yahoo.com |
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The Closing Of The Eyes (Short Stories) A man has to overcome his fear and destroy a part of his life. My first real descriptive story. [1,175 words] [Nature]
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Mexican Soul
Steve Deutsch
It was the second Tuesday of the month. Every little child in Inlock Elementary School was doing the exact same thing; every single student was staring at the clock that hung on the wall in front of the classroom. The teachers gave up teaching for the time being for they knew none of the information they were trying to shove into the delinquent’s heads was sticking. The students could barely handle their anticipation as the clock’s hands slowly ticked to the wanted destination. Certain kids, whose nails were being bit down to the numb, were shaking their knees up and down and other students were chewing on the now non-existent point end of their pencils. These impatient adolescents would shift their eyes from the clock to the student sitting next to them and then immediately back to the clock. As the clock seemed to travel backwards, the elementary school student’s lungs surpassed the capacity of air intake. Suddenly, nervous frowns turned to smiles as their teller of time told them their awaited moment. The warm chairs could now begin to slowly cool down because every kid has left their desks. It was noon and time for lunch. Every child at Inlock Elementary School was ecstatic because the main item on today’s menu was a taco.
Children on taco day would buy their lunches; there was not one student who would ask their parents to make them lunch. Therefore, the lunch lines were always long on the second Tuesday of every month. Every other day the lines would not exceed past the ice-cream container; however, on taco day, the lines went all the way to the restrooms that were positioned at the very back of the cafeteria. After a few minutes of waiting in line, a student’s first objective was receiving their milk. They only had two choices, white or chocolate. Most scholars chose the chocolate milk, but there was a select few who decided on white. Students would flip their chosen milk cartons around in the palms of their hands as they inched slowly towards their next objective.
As the unquick scooting of the young scholars evolved, the children were now positioned in front of a large glass sneeze guard; although covered in mist from the hot food’s steam, the guard was still transparent. The huge smile that existed on these little children grew larger as they stared at the separate containers each filled with a different item of food. Their locked vision was broken when a plastic covered hand grabbed the first item to make a taco; the tortilla, the shell, the corn based covering that held all of the contents of the taco is what the also plastic-hairdo lunch lady was holding. All vision was focused on the shell. The lunch lady then took an ice-cream scooper and used it to pick up the brown contents of the first container that sat beside the tortillas. She took the ice-cream scooper and positioned it upside down above the shell. As she pushed a button on the contraption, the meat splashed down into the tortilla. The children sighed as they were now no longer looking at a shell but the beginning of a taco. The lunch lady then grabbed a pinch of lettuce that was in another container and dropped it into the taco; she also grabbed a dash of cheese to drop into the now finished taco she was creating. This red apron-wearing lady placed the taco onto a tray in which a side dish was already placed. With a wink, she handed each kid a tray that contained the taco and a side dish. The children grabbed a tray while staring at the taco. They disregarded the side dish; it was not important to them.
The children, while holding tightly onto their food, would travel down farther into the line to the cash register. Not only was the cash register a place to pay for the food that was given to them, but it was also the place where the children picked up their eating utensils. Before handing the second lunch lady the money their parents had given them, the children would pick up a plastic spoon. On the second Tuesday of every month, these children forgot about their napkins and their forks. As the children held their tray that contained their side dish, their milk, and their most desired taco, they were finished with the first agenda of taco day.
The second agenda of taco day is why every little preteen in Inlock Elementary School loved the second Tuesday of every month. After sitting down at the table of their choice, chosen by the group of people sitting there, they would pick up their plastic spoon. As these children looked around the table, they noticed that the kids they were sitting with were already done with the second agenda. The children would then pick up their taco with their free hands. Huge smiles grew even larger as they stuck their plastic spoons into one side of the squishy meat end of the tacos. They would then drag the spoon across the length of the taco forcing the meat, lettuce, and cheese out of its place of captivity and onto the tray that rested below the tacos. The children were now holding a dirty plastic spoon in one hand and an empty taco in the other. The once meat, lettuce, and cheese filled taco was now only a tortilla, a shell, a corn based covering. Huge smiles grew even larger as the children consumed the shells.
After they were finished with the crunchy shell, the only thing left on their trays was the side dish, the meat, the lettuce, and the cheese. The children got up to throw their remaining food away. When they got to the trash can, they threw away the unknown side dish, the meat, the lettuce, and the cheese. It was not as important to them as the shell; they easily threw it away. They forgot all about the side dish, the meat, the lettuce, and the cheese. The objects that made the empty tortilla a taco was now laying inside a dark garbage bag to be thrown away later in the day; the soul was garbage. All they could see was the shell; it was all they ever wanted. Petite smiles shrank even smaller as these premature students walked back to class to further their unwanted education.
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"Extended metaphor, man...allegory? I'm not sure of the term, not even after all these years of prep school. But I got halfway through before my education kicked in and I realized a taco is not a taco! The lettuce is not lettuce! We're all more than taco shells!...we hope...but I get it, I get it, nice message, unoppressively expressed... Wait, but what're the side dishes?" -- Maria, Washpa.
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STORYMANIA PUBLICATION DATE
February 2005 |
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