{"id":903,"date":"2021-02-04T13:04:02","date_gmt":"2021-02-04T21:04:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maderatec.com\/?p=903"},"modified":"2023-04-26T13:05:47","modified_gmt":"2023-04-26T20:05:47","slug":"a-regular-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maderatec.com\/en\/2021\/02\/04\/a-regular-day\/","title":{"rendered":"A Regular Day"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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By Liz Diaz-Lopez<\/strong><\/p>

\u201cBye Grandma,\u201d I said as I walked outside to the front porch, on my way to the bus stop. I got off the bus and hid my face, so Mila’s girl group wouldn’t notice me. They had always picked on me for \u201cnot being loved\u201d according to them, but I know deep down that they were just jealous of my wealth. I succeeded in going through them without being noticed.<\/p>

\u00a0I have been going to Redburn Private School for the last few years and it’s one of the top private schools in Polson City.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cGood Morning Redburn, today let\u2019s have a wonderful day as always, and don\u2019t be late for class,\u201d Principal Tanner\u2019s voice boomed over the speaker. I arrived in class along with the teacher, so my classmates couldn\u2019t pick on me like they always did and I sat down.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cGood morning class,\u201d Mrs. Henry said. \u201cOur class needs a permanent library helper. Are any of you interested in the job? I must let you know if you are lacking in your grades, don’t think about it.\u201d
I, of course, was the only one to raise my hand.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cLook Lily is now a bookworm!\u201d someone in the back of the classroom said.
\u201cSilence!\u201d Mrs. Henny said as she slammed her hand on the table. \u201cYou may go to the library,\u201d she said to me. \u201cThank you for volunteering, Lily.\u201d<\/p>

After school, I got a call from my mom.
Wait for me I’m going to pick you up.<\/p>

\u00a0It was very rare for her to pick me up. I began to wonder why she would want me to ride home with her. All I could think about was that lately my parents had been having some arguments. The arguments had me scared and very stressed out with the idea that one day their love for each other would just end.<\/p>

I saw my mother’s car and crossed the street with caution. \u201cHi, mom,\u201d I said as I got into the car.
\u201cHi, honey,\u201d she said with a smile that did not reach her eyes. I was surprised we did not talk on the drive home.
When we got home I noticed my dad’s car which I hadn\u2019t seen in a week. I got out of the car and ran inside to see my dad sitting at the kitchen table with a big smile on his face. We all sat together at the table in what seemed like a very long time.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cWe have something important to tell you,\u201d my father began and there was no happiness in his words.
\u201cWe are getting divorced,\u201d my mother said as if she was the happiest person in the world. I was in pure shock.
\u201cHow could you do this to me?\u201d I asked with an unsteady voice. \u201cI thought we were a family!\u201d I ran outside to my treehouse and locked the door so no one would get in. An hour later my mother knocked on the door. I opened the door thinking she was going to comfort me, but I was wrong.<\/p>

\u201cPack all your things,\u201d she said matter of factly. \u201cWe\u2019re leaving first thing tomorrow morning and don’t even argue.\u201d She left me in the tree house.<\/p>

After a few minutes, I walked into the house and grabbed bags and went into my room. I was surprised at how she reacted to the situation. I packed all my things and went to bed not having the energy to say something to either my mom or dad.\u00a0<\/p>

I woke in the morning to birds singing. I wanted to yell at them. What was so great for them to be signing? It wasn\u2019t a regular day. A regular day meant my mom and dad were in love with each other and I would be happy. My parents walked into the room.<\/p>

\u201cYou’re going with your mother for now,\u201d my dad said as if he was going to cry.
\u201cSay bye to your father,\u201d my mom said angrily. \u201cThen hurry up and get in the car.\u201d My mother\u2019s voice was so heartless. She left my dad with me in my room.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cI\u2019ll miss you so much,\u201d I said as I hugged my dad. \u201cWhy do I have to leave? Is it because you don’t love me anymore? Or, do you not love my mom anymore?\u201d Tears were streaming down my face. \u201cJust, tell me, why me? Why us?\u201d
\u201cI love you and will miss you, too,\u201d my dad said. \u201cPlease don\u2019t make this harder than it already is.\u201d He hugged me back, but began leading me to the door.<\/p>

\u201cHurry up,\u201d my mom said waiting near the front door. I followed her to the car while crying until my yes got tired of crying and I fell asleep.\u00a0<\/p>

Hours later I opened my eyes to see cars and people walking in the streets.
\u201cYou awake?\u201d my mom asked. \u201cWe\u2019re in Woodland City.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

I was surprised I had slept for 3 hours. We had arrived at a house that seemed new.
\u201cYour room is down the hall to the left,\u201d my mom said. \u201cYou can start unpacking. I’m going to look for a job and the local unemployment office.\u201d<\/p>

I grabbed bags from the car before my mom drove away. I knew when my mother returned she was going to have a job since she is well known in the medical field. By the time my mom got back I was unpacked.
\u201cI signed you up for school,\u201d my mom said when she entered the house. \u201cYou start Monday and you’re going to take the bus because I’m going to be busy with work.\u201d<\/p>

I went to sleep and Monday came faster than I expected. I got up and got ready for school. There were only five other kids at my bus stop. When the bus pulled up to the front of the school I asked two girls where the office was and then went straight there.\u00a0<\/p>

My schedule was printed for me and the school counselor walked me to my first class.
\u201cMrs. Kard, you have a new student,\u201d the counselor said.
\u201cPlease present yourself, \u201d Mrs. Kard said.
\u201cHello, I’m Lily Mill and I’m from Polson City,\u201d I said.
\u201cI saw her come from the rich bus!\u201d a boy in class said out loud.
\u201cSo she\u2019s a richy,\u201d another student chimed in.
\u201cQuiet down,\u201d Mrs. Kard told the class. Then she looked at me and pointed to an empty seat in class. \u201cPlease take a seat.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

I tried to focus in class, but all I could think about was how students were already picking on me for being on the rich bus. After class, I asked Mrs. Kard where the library was. I thanked her and made my way to the library. I noticed a group of girls started following me around while I tried to get to my destination.\u00a0<\/p>

After I got to the library I saw a girl who looked very beautiful. She was sitting behind the librarian\u2019s desk.
I approached her and asked, \u201cDo you guys have a library club?\u201d
\u201cYes, we do,\u201d she answered. \u201cI’m the club president, can I help you?
I want to join the club,\u201d I said.
\u201cWe can accept you into the club. You just need to fill out the club application and then you’re in. We have meetings every Wednesday after school for one hour and we donate an hour of our time to help out in the library each day.\u201d
\u201cOkay, can I have a paper to join?\u201d I asked.
\u201cYeah, sure,\u201d she said as she handed me a paper.\u00a0<\/p>

The rest of my day was horrible. I did not meet friends and when I got home my mom was still working. I made us simple sandwiches for dinner, but my mom did not ask about my day at school. I went to bed feeling uneasy about going back to school.\u00a0<\/p>

When I got to class the next day the same group of girls who had followed me to the library were standing near my desk. They said they wanted to talk to me after school and asked me to meet them outside the gym. I had no clue why they wanted to talk to me and I didn\u2019t get a chance to ask them. Mrs. Kard walked into the room and told everyone to take their seats.\u00a0<\/p>

The rest of my day passed without anything interesting happening. I went to the library again at break and lunch and sat by myself. I was thinking it was going to be a difficult year. I was dealing with my parent\u2019s divorce and starting a new school where making friends seemed impossible.<\/p>

After school I headed to the bus zone and had forgotten about the girls that wanted me to meet them after school until one pushed me from behind.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cThought you could escape from us,\u201d one of the girls said. They started to stare me up and down with mean looks on their faces.
\u201cNew kids have to deal with us,\u201d another girl said.<\/p>

Suddenly a girl appeared from nowhere and said, \u201cIs bullying the only thing you girls can do?\u201d The bullies stepped away from me and looked at her. \u201cI feel bad for you,\u201d the girl said to the group of girls. \u201cYou\u2019ve wasted 14 years of your life being bullies. \u201d After she said that the group left with no hesitation.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cHi,\u201d the girl patted me on my back. \u201cI’m Sarah,\u201d she smiled. \u201cDon\u2019t worry. They won\u2019t bother you anymore,\u201d she said.
\u201cThank you,\u201d I said. She showed up right on time.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cYou’re new here, huh?\u201d she asked. \u201cAre you interested in golf? I know it’s a random question but we’re low on one player. I\u2019m the team captain,\u201d Sarah said.\u00a0<\/p>

I had played golf with my dad before. I knew I wouldn\u2019t be good at it, but I figured I could just give it a try. Sarah was the first person to be nice to me and want to include me in something.
\u201cSure,\u201d I stammered. \u201cI..I can join. I\u2019ve played golf a few times.\u201d<\/p>

I sent my mom a text asking if I could try out for golf. She replied with a smiley face emoji, which meant she was happy I was trying something new. In her text she told me to get the athletic form from the office so she could fill it out.<\/p>

That night my mom filled out the paperwork and I packed a bag of practice clothes. I even asked her about the library club and she said it would be great for me to read and donate time to the library.\u00a0<\/p>

The next day I turned my athletic form into the office and went to the gym after school.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cHi,\u201d the coach said as she came up to me. \u201cI\u2019m Coach Jiselle and you are on our team. We are in need of one more player and you are the only interested student.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

I smiled and made my way over to the van that would take us to the golf course. I stepped in the van and saw Sarah there sitting next to Emely.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cHey Lily, you made it!\u201d said Sarah.
\u201cHi,\u201d I said.
\u201cLily this is Emely,\u201d Sarah said as she introduced me to Emely.
\u201cAnd Emely, this is Lily,\u201d Sarah said.
\u201cWe\u2019ve met before,\u201d Emely and I said at the same time and we both giggled.
\u201cLet me guess,\u201d Sarah said, \u201cthe library club?\u201d
\u201cYes,\u201d Emely replied. \u201cBut I still need your application,\u201d she said to me.
We headed to practice and both Sarah and Emely helped me learn to play golf.<\/p>

As the year continued Sarah, Emely, and I became close friends. Soon school was the fun place to be because at home I was always alone. My mom was working late hours in the hospital and she would get home tired. Some nights she would have dinner with me and some nights she wouldn\u2019t. My mom wouldn\u2019t even make it to my golf tournaments and neither would my dad.\u00a0<\/p>

I called my dad before the championship game and left him a message asking him to please come to my game. I even left a note on my mom\u2019 s dinner plate asking her to go to my game.\u00a0<\/p>

When I got to the golf course I told myself to focus on my swing and not to think about my parents and their divorce.
\u201cHey kiddo,\u201d I turned to see my mom and dad standing together there at the golf course. \u201cYou got this,\u201d my dad said.
I ran to both of them and hugged them tightly.\u00a0<\/p>

My coach called me over and said it was game time. Emely and Sarah were doing great. They tied with two other girls, so I needed a better score to give us the lead. A girl from the other school went first and she didn\u2019t hit the golf hard enough. Then when it was my turn. I hit the ball at least 20 more yards than her. She hit her second short and was just short of the green. My second shot was a great one. It was on the green and so close to the hole that I was told to take my next shot and the ball went in. \u201cWe did it!\u201d I said while screaming. I was so happy and went with my parents to hug them.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cCongratulations to State Green Middle School,\u201d said the announcer. \u201cFirst place is Sarah from State Green Middle School, Second is Lily from State Green Middle School, Third is Emely from State Green Middle School, \u2026\u201d
We all were happy with the results and went straight home to celebrate.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cWe\u2019re sorry we couldn’t be there for you Lily,\u201d my father said. \u201cI\u2019ll make more of an effort to be in your life.\u201d
\u201cI’m sorry for not always taking care of you or asking you how your day was,\u201d my mom said.<\/p>

At the end of the day I was the happiest I had ever been. Although my parents were not together they still loved me and I loved them. It felt like a regular day.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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