Spring & Fall

March 3, 2011
By Philosophe BRONZE, Chino Hills, California
Philosophe BRONZE, Chino Hills, California
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Favorite Quote:
"A towel is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

"More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.

"Hence a phrase that has passed into hitchhiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)"

The Hitch-hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy


Dear Boy-who-thinks-he-loves-me:
Stop right there.
Don’t offer me sweet-summer words,
promises of sunlight and strawberry fields
and picnics in the grass
leaves in our hair,
Don’t ask me to like you.
I’m
a winter girl
just leave me in the rain –
I’m not looking to be romanced.
Sincerely,
Girl-with-high-standards.

PS: I left the letters
in your locker.


Dear Girl-with-high-standards:
Shut up for a moment
and just listen:
Hear those empty halls?
That’s a life without like.
Are you sure it’s what you want?
We’ll be pretty lonely
if you keep waiting for a dream
that’ll never come.
I’m not trying to “romance” you
I just want your time.
Sincerely,
Boy-who-might-be-crazy.

PS: Keep them
Just in case.


Dear Boy-who-might-be-crazy:
Have you ever wished for something
besides a highschool crush,
a something more like
true love?
I don’t want to lose myself
to someone I barely know.
I don’t want to find a stranger
taking over my heart.
I’m very wary of you, Boy,
and I almost wish I wasn’t.
Sincerely,
Girl, torn-and-tatters.

PS: Thank you for the daisies.
How did you know they’re my favorite?


Dear Girl, torn-and-tatters:
No.
I haven’t.
But does this mean
my “crush” is returned?
I hate to laugh, but
your fears are so silly:
I won’t be stranger once you get to know me
What might start at a highschool crush
could end at what you call true love.
I’d be wary of me, too, Girl.
Sincerely,
Boy, very-aware.

PS: Because
I know you.


Dear Boy, very-aware:
Ha ha. Very funny.
And you’re very sweet,
too.
But don’t think you’ve won me over
just yet.
I need to focus on my studies –
Did you see me falling behind in Algebra?
– and you need to make it to Nationals.
x = -b ± (b2 – 4ac)½ = trombone trophy!

2a
Sincerely,
Girl-in-tutoring.

PS: Meet me in the library
after school.


Dear Girl-in-tutoring:



Well that was interesting.
In a nice way of course.
I’m sorry again that I was late;
I had to finish trombone practice.
If you still need help with Algebra,
we can have a picnic in the rain,
leaves in our hair
After all,
It’s fall.
Sincerely,
Boy-in-love.


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