Personal Ethnography Analysis

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I sit there in someone’s folder waiting all day long for the end of the school day. It’s quite boring looking at nothing, or someone’s failed or passed paper. It is a disappointment to having something bad written all over me. 7 hours of waiting and waiting for me to be opened up and either hearing a loud scream then yelling or, a “Good job”, and celebration. The most exciting part of my life span is when I was born. Coming out of a large copy machine with all my brothers and sisters. It’s almost like getting adopted, you just get handed out and the person reads all of your information on you. Writing down what they think is the right answer to my confusing questions. Every other year a new copy of me is released and passed out to the new students that take the place of the old ones. My …show more content…
It makes it easy when the smart person finishes me first and I get the satisfaction of having a smart partner. The only problem of being first is that everyone else gets to dog pile on top of me. The person that wrote on me was a very intelligent person who studied and got honor roll. I could tell these things because I spent 7 hours in that folder looking at his essay that he got an A on. I heard lots of weird things sitting in that folder, packed like sardines against each other. Every now and then he will open up the folder which gives me butterflies in my stomach thinking I’m going to be taken out and put somewhere better but once again he just shoves another one of us in the folder making it more uncomfortable then it already is. It was so dark in that folder that I couldn’t tell the difference between closing my eyes and opening them. Finally I felt him put the folder down somewhere and out of the place where we sit and do nothing in the extreme heat. Once the parent saw me and congratulated her daughter on doing well on me. She put me in a pile of my brothers and