Hootis was very disgruntled after school yesterday. She was
complaining about the Student Council at her new school. (She's at a different school this year due to the ALL program.) Her complaint is, that all you have to do at the current school to be on the student council is write a letter stating your qualifications. She goes on to tell me how much BETTER it was at her former school, and that she's been waiting since First grade to be able to run for Student Council. She is, you see, dreaming of the
whole election process. The posters, the campaign speech, the empty promises, and an actual vote taking place. She continued to tell me that she's even had her main slogan ready for years now, waiting to be old enough. "VOTE FOR HOOTIS AND YOU'LL GO FAR!" I asked her, "What if you did all that work and then no one voted for you? Would you be sad?" Her reply, "I wouldn't even care!" Because, obviously the FUN is in the
campaigning part of the election, not the actual results. Duuh. I suppose she'll have to settle for the boring, measly letter. Seriously, what fun is that?
