My project turned out pretty good considering nobody helped me with it at all. I finished it the night before it was due. I would have loved a ride to school the next morning, but there was no way that was going to happen, as my mom never came home the night before.
It was very awkward carrying it the entire mile to school. I might have made it without too much damage, if it hadn't started pouring about half way there. The cardboard roof wasn't protecting my mission at all. My only choice was to take off my jacket and use it to protect the mission instead. When I finally made it to school the mission was still in pretty good shape, but I was soaked to the bone...
Whatever good feelings I had about my work died a quick death as I saw all the other kids walking into the multi-purpose room with their
I picked my Mission San Juan Capistrano model up off of the table, dumped it in the nearest trash can, and walked back home in the rain. If I remember correctly,
As fate would have it, I now live only a few miles from that very same mission. EVERY time I drive by there, I think of Norman Chamber's face, as I was punching him for making fun of me...