MARIE'S MUSES

One of my earliest lessons in school was that life isn't fair.  Up to that point I'd been under the mistaken impression that things in life were pretty much even-stephen, or should I say even-steven...I'd learned that candy is to share equally among your siblings and friends....the oldest gets to enjoy priveledges the youngest doesn't....you don't get dessert unless you eat the main course....Santa Claus leaves the same amount of presents for everyone....

Starting school, however, was a rude awakening.  I learned that the cake is not always divided into equal pieces.  For instance, some kids got to go on cruises for their summer hols...whilst I got to swim at the beach.  That made writing the "What I did on my Summer Holiday's" essay real interesting...   The popular kids get picked first for EVERYTHING, even if you are more athletic, smarter or more talented....  Sometimes waiting in line means that the kid in front of you will get the last cookie with the M&M's on it and you get stuck with the oatmeal cookie that somebody else has already picked the raisins out of.... If your last name begins with a V, sorry but....A to U come before you (the only good thing about that is WXY and Z were slightly harder done by than you)....Sometimes you get the box of broken crayons in art class...the cute girl always gets asked to homecoming first...some kids have to work harder to pass.....and sometimes your friends decide they don't really want to be friends with you after all and exclude you from everything....and oh yeah.....the day you get a really big zit on the end of your nose is the exact day you will be picked to get up in front of the class and read, write, draw...anything....Sometimes, when you go to your tenth class reunion you find out that those formerly mean, popular friends with names that began with the letter  A ended up old, fat and ugly too!  Now that, my friends,  is fair!

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