Task 2. Think about the story again and complete Jack's monologue.
(Jack is at home and thinking about his day at school)
greedy
lost
anxious
like
Oh, I can't stand my new school. It was my first day and I'm trying to remember at least
one good thing. Now I still feel
and
And this boy Carson in my
class- I don't
him. Why is he so
? He didn't let me copy his homewo
Can you believe it? I don't want to go to school tomorrow. It looks like everyone hates
Describe the action
Rhetorical questi
Write in the 1st
person
Describe the
character
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Відповідь:
Oh, I can't stand my new school. It was my first day and I'm trying to remember at least one good thing. Now I still feel greedy, lost, and anxious like never before. And this boy Carson in my class - I don't understand him. Why is he so unfriendly? He didn't let me copy his homework. Can you believe it? I don't want to go to school tomorrow. It looks like everyone hates me.
I slump onto the couch, feeling defeated. The weight of the day hangs heavily on my shoulders, each disappointment echoing in my mind. I yearn for familiarity, for friends who would accept me without judgment. But instead, I find myself surrounded by unfamiliar faces and a sense of isolation that gnaws at my core.
As I replay the events of the day, frustration bubbles within me. The selfishness of my own desires becomes apparent, clouding my perception and casting an unfavorable light on everything around me. Was I expecting too much from others? Did I bring this upon myself?
Carson's refusal to help me with the homework triggers a mix of anger and resentment. In my mind, I paint him as the antagonist, someone deliberately standing in the way of my success. But deep down, I know there's more to the story. Perhaps he also struggles with his own doubts and insecurities. Maybe he's just trying to survive in this new environment, just like me.
Tomorrow looms ahead, a daunting prospect. Will I find the strength to face another day of uncertainty? Or will I succumb to the fear and retreat further into my shell? As I grapple with these questions, a glimmer of hope flickers in my heart. Maybe, just maybe, tomorrow holds the possibility of connection, understanding, and a chance to redefine my place in this bewildering world.