“I don’t need another lecture about this! I know I’m not the smartest girl ever, but I’m trying! Dad always said ‘It doesn’t matter how well you do, at least you tried your best.’ Why can’t you be more like dad!” I was always finding some way to be mad at my mother. I know it’s not the nicest thing, but my dad passed away a couple of weeks ago and I guess I’m still getting over it.
“I never said you weren’t smart! I just want you to get a grade higher than a C! If you're trying your best then fine! But don’t expect me to help you gain your confidence every single day. One day you’ll be all alone.” I felt the tears rush down my face. I whipped them away as soon as they appeared. My mother looked at me and immediately regretted what she had said.
“I’m sorry for what I said, but please just try to make an effort to do better in school!” My mom put it as delicately as she could. I still didn’t think that was a proper apology, but to be fair I never tried my hardest in school.
“Ugh! Not everything has to be about me! You could pay attention to Kayla sometimes! But no it’s always got to be ‘Mackenna, Mackenna, Mackenna!’ You ever think I don’t want all the attention!”
“Well I’m sorry if I want to give you all the love I can!” My mom yelled this, but her voice started to crack up. Almost at the exact same time we started to cry. My mom motioned for me to come over to her. I walked closer and we hugged it out. This happened almost every day now, but our fights were always about my terrible grades in school.
Let’s just say I’m the worst math student in the entire school. I used to be better when my dad was around. He would help me study and everything, but I guess I gave up since his death. My mom says if I try I would be a great student. She might be right but I doubt it.
Our hug lasted for a long time and slowly I backed away. I made up an excuse and went up to my room.
Mac hadn’t always acted like this. I know she’s just sad because of her father. I’ve tried to help her out with school, but she just doesn’t try anymore. Last year in 6th grade she got all B+’s and a couple of A’s. All I’m asking for is a B! It’s almost like she doesn’t even want to be around anyone! All I needed was to take my mind off Mackenna. The more I thought about her the more I thought I was being a bad parent.
I decided to do some chores. First I cleaned up the kitchen, Kayla had a huge party last weekend. Of course she never cleaned up her mess. “Kayla! I am going to clean up this mess you made but next time you have to!” I tried not to scream but I wanted to make my message clear.
“K mom!” Kayla called out from her room. Kayla had made it clear a few years ago she didn’t like me yelling at her. Kayla had dyslexia so she didn’t like me talking about her grades. Ever since we had that conversation I decided to give her some space.
Then I went outside to check the mail. There were three letters. Two were bills, and the other one was assigned to Mackenna. I would have opened it without her knowing but she walked downstairs before I had the chance.
“Hey mom, whatcha doing?” Mackenna peeked at the note and got a glimpse at the name.
“I just got the mail and this letter is assigned to your name. Here you can read it.” I was hoping she would let me read it too.
“Oh okay cool.” She reached out and grabbed it. She opened the envelope and read what was on the paper. Her eyes widened as she read the words. The note must have been long because she was reading for a while. Kayla came out of her room and walked into the kitchen where Mackenna and I were now standing.
Mac finally finished reading and looked up with awe. “Mom, you won’t believe this! I just got into the top school in the state!” I must have looked completely shocked because Kayla said ‘mom’ once more.
“How? I mean not how, that’s wonderful! Just with all your grades how is this possible! Can I take a look?”
“Sure, I guess I am smart after all!” It hurt deep inside that my own daughter didn’t think she was smart. I took the note and read it to myself.
Dear Mackenna Rihina,
We have been interested in you for a while. The way you think is exceptional, and if you wouldn’t mind coming to visit our school we would love to have you. If you enjoy our school you will be offered a full scholarship. If you are not familiar with our school make sure to visit our website. Www.SmartsOrNothing.com.
Our school is one of the most prestigious schools in the state of Ohio. We offer limitless choices for our young learners. Including: Any sport you want (we would prefer you to focus more on your academics though), many different options for arts, we have cooking classes, tech classes, you name it! As you probably already know you are one of the most extremely smart girls in the state and we can’t wait until you visit.
And of course our school name is Lansting Academy. Our school goes from 5th grade-12th grade. If you decided to come here and never apply out until college all your years would be completely free.
We know you probably love your school and we understand if you don’t want to come. All we ask is that you come to our tour. You will have an amazing guide named Boman. He will be going into eighth grade which I believe is the same grade as you. He transferred schools a couple of years ago. Now he is one of the top students in the school. He will show you around the school and tell you your schedule for next year. We make everyone’s schedule before the upcoming year. If you enjoy the schedule great, if not reach out to us and we will make all the changes you need!
Our school is very hard to get into, and exceptionally hard to get a scholarship to. Due to that you will have about ten other classmates in each class. You will have one teacher or sometimes two per class. This way you will have much more time to expand your brain. Instead of recess we have an opportunity to let all the children expand their minds even more. What I mean by this is you will have an hour of free time. Free time being time to learn about any subject you are interested in. Then at the end of each month everyone will present what they have learned to their grade.
Also just to let you know none of your homework assignments or tests will be graded. Instead every Wednesday you will have a private session with each of your teachers and they will tell you what you did right and how well you did. We don’t believe in criticism, we don’t want to drain your spirits.
Thank you for considering! The tour will be held April 22, 2013, at 8:30 a.m. I hope to see you there. Remember if you have any questions don’t hesitate to reach out! Have a good weekend!
When I finished reading my heart thumped. A scholarship?! For every single grade she was there?! The craziest part was they said she had an interesting way of thinking. I don’t want to sound like a crazy mother but, was this a scam?
What was the big deal? Mackenna got some note, big whoop. It’s not like she’s been elected for president! For goodness sake she’s a freaking seventh grader! I saw my mom’s eyes widen after reading the note. “What is the big deal?! What is happening?”
“Mac just got a scholarship to one of the most prestigious schools in the state!” For some reason mom sounded like she couldn’t believe the big news.
“No way Mackenna?! She is like the stupidest kid in her grade, face it Mac your being scammed.”
“Excuse me! It’s not a scam! I will be going to that tour, and if I like it I am going to that school!” Maybe I shouldn’t have ticked her off, I had never seen her this mad before. Well maybe when she kicked that stool over in kindergarten for some reason she got pretty darn mad about that.
“Yes, of course we are going! It says that the tour is tomorrow, so go lay out your clothing for tomorrow. I would go with something fancy but not too fancy,” mom said this like she had attended the school herself. What is she like eighty? Why was she so excited about this. Probably because it was free, mom is very cheap.
“Okay mom! I’m so excited.” Mackenna went up to her room, and once she was out of sight mom glared at me. I wasn’t about to get into a long talk about how I was rude so I ran up to my room.
Mackenna’s feet on the hardwood stairs woke me up. She was going to her little audition for school or whatever it was. I was still laying in bed, my body refusing to get up. I could hear Mackenna’s squeals of joy. I heard more footsteps, that was mom. The footsteps were getting closer until my door opened. “Get up sleepy head, you have to come to the tour with us.”
“Ugh, fine. But just so you know I am against this.” I had to make that clear otherwise if it was a scam I wouldn’t get any of the credit.
I quickly got up and got dressed. I went downstairs to meet Mackenna and mom. We all ate a small bar and hopped in the car. The commute was an hour long, it was really boring. Finally we pulled into a large driveway and saw a big building. Dang it, there really was a school. Mom found a parking spot and parked the car smoothly and steadily. We got out and saw a woman standing in front of the door.
“Ah you must be Mackenna! How stupid can you be? You all fell for it.” The woman laughed in our faces and ran to her car and quickly drove away.
“I was right!” I quickly yelled.