We had to make boats out of cardboard and duck tape. Fun right? Nope!
Our science teacher gave is about 2 weeks to get it done. He also assigned us groups. In other words, he put the kids who where struggling with the kids who where doing fine.
We we each had to bring in cardboard and duck tape. I was the ONLY ONE from my group to bring cardboard. Oh and the kid who was supposed to bring tape, yeah... he brought it in one day before the boat was due.
You know those people who would rather talk than get a good grade? We all have those right? Anyway, I had 2 of them in my group. I didn't see them for an entire week we where supposed to work on this. The other member of the group, well, I don't even know what to say about him. He sat in the hallway and played games on his computer. Just... nope, didn't even get me started on him. I screamed at him and then got in trouble for it.
Then there is me. Little old me who has never worked with cardboard in their life, left by myself to make a boat. I folded cardboard for the base and then the same for the walls. I duck taped the seems together and made it water tight. It was actually not that bad. I was very proud of myself.
finialy, testing day comes around. I'm super stressed out, a yelled at a kid for touching me. That's exactly how stressed I was. I was about to crack any second. We push the boat in the water and the lightest kid on our team is supposed to get in it. Apparently, he doesn't know how to get in a boAt. He flings himself over the side, hitting the wall of the boat and flipping it over. He was fine it's like four foot water so nothing too bad. The try's to pull himself onto the upside down boat and completely sinks it.
By by this time I'm about to burst into tears. Mind you, this took 2 weeks of my working by myself to make. I stomp into the water to retrieve the boat from the lake bottom. The kid who sunk it just kinda stands there and stares at me. I give him the death glare and drag it back to land.
Do do you know what wet cardboard smells like? I'll tell you, it smells like anger, crushed dreams, wasted time, and disappointment.
Once I dragged to to land I set it down and stared at it. I was looking at all my hard work in a soggy disintegrating blob. I started to cry. Again I was very stressed out over this.
My teammates didn't even help me clean up the wet cardboard mess. I just... I can't express in human words how angry and upset and disappointed I was. Do you ever just wanna punch a tree? That was me. Right there, sitting by the lake, trying to resist the urge to smack people with a chair.
I haven't spoken to my teammates since. Maybe I was just having one of those days but it always seems like I put in all the work. Seems like I always get the people who don't want to/won't work. This is kinda mean of me but, Maybe they don't care about their grades but I hope that are failing.
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