A Project for Better Journalism chapter

Give me a break

We did it! We worked through 21 whole weeks of school and got to the fabled, ever-powerful fall break. The magical powers of the week are supposed to allow us to stuff our faces with unreal amounts of soul food, celebrate a day when our European descendants decimated an entire population and restore us our academic motivation and drive us to do well on our finals. Except for this week only does the first two, and arguably has the opposite effect of the last thing that is supposed to happen.

Yes, instead of returning us to how we were on August 18, this week further demoralizes us and makes us think about becoming bookies and other not so grand careers, because all you need for those is a GED. Maybe. We get pushed farther into a hole of despair and frustration, and it’s because this break is not actually a break. Instead of taking a week off from school related functions, students are pounded with projects and papers. Is it because we have the time to do them because we’ve suddenly been graced with seven hours of the day that were previously occupied with school? You bet it is.

Instead of being left alone and allowed to destress and shuffle some of our priorities, we are forced to balance a just as heavy school schedule with increased pressure to spend time with family and be social. And who can forget the inevitable food coma of thanksgiving Thursday and the subsequent holiday hangover on Friday? We can’t do work on those days; we’re more focused on having our stomachs not explode.

Instead of being loaded with a lab write up, two papers and preparing for a presentation, what do we say to not having to worry about school. Just for one week. Students need time to relax, teachers need time to relax, and we all could do with eating our body weight in turkey. So students, lay down and relax. And teachers, lay off.