Sohini Sengupta
4A
Scary Things in the Hallway
I innocently walk down the hallway to get to English, my favorite class, when a
looming obstacle suddenly obstructs my path. A pink, slimy object protrudes from a
mouth into another portal and sloshes around. A gush of saliva comes splattering out and
falls on my very feet. It felt like some sumo wrestler jumped into the Atlantic Ocean. It
was that wet, and it wasn’t just a figment of my imagination. This intermingling lasts for
another 5 minutes until finally the two pink objects disperse; a final string of juicy saliva
trails out. I take this memory of horrification with me and quietly enter English class; I
will be forever scarred. This little “hypothetical” scenario may seem gruesome on paper,
but imagine witnessing it for real. Just imagine how much more dramatizing, graphic, and
disturbing it is in real life especially to a sweet-innocent bystander like me. It’s just plain
gross.
One thing I absolutely cannot stand in this world is witnessing PDA in the
hallway at school. It’s just something I don’t want to see because it’s gross. People must
be mental to even think to put their tongue in some else’s mouth at school. If two people
love each other that much, they can just show their passion somewhere else where no one
can see. They don’t need to share their love to the whole world—the whole world does
not want to know. I’m okay with a quick hug here and there. Even I give hugs to random
black guys in the hallway. Witnessing a quick peck is even bearable, but when people
whip out that tongue, that’s where I draw the line. By definition, a school is “The activity
or process of learning under instruction”. In my opinion, PDA at school does not fall
anywhere near that definition. It hinders people from learning properly because they are
scarred from what they witness in the hallway. School is supposed to provide a proper
environment for learning, not offer a make-out arena. I don’t know if this is an issue that
only bothers me, but I have a hard time trying to get to class when five million couples
are standing in the middle of the hallway doing some nasty business. It’s just plain
wrong. It makes me uncomfortable just thinking about it. I don’t see how people have the
guts to actually show PDA in front of an authority figure. I respect my elders, and I don’t
do anything that may seem offensive to them. I cannot do a lot of things in front of them,
and PDA is far from my mind.
*Two years ago, back when I was cute and in middle school, there was this
couple who decided to designate their make-out space right in front of my locker.
Everyday, in between blocks, I would get distracted by the intermingling of this couple,
and would sometimes be late to class. It was just a disturbing sight to look up and see all
that saliva sloshing around. It was as if their tongues were playing tennis—the tongues
were the rackets to the ball-like saliva, and their mouths were glued together like a bear
to her cub. In class, I would have to endure even more of their PDA. It was pretty
disturbing to see them touch each other in inappropriate places unimaginable for
“middleschoolers” like me. It was extremely gross. But thanks to Mrs.Jones’s “no
touchy” rule, I won’t have to endure that in my tenth grade English class at all.*
Hopefully we have all learned a very important lesson: at school, tongues are not
meant to be in anyone’s mouth, but our own. School is a place where our knowledge is
supposed to grow, and PDA is a factor that affects how we all think. People should take
their minds out of the gutter and concentrate more on school. By following this rule, not
only do we keep our minds and environment clean, but we keep our mouths clean.
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