Enjoy the Harvest and ReapA Story by Gaston VillanuevaObserving my human experienceOne-way Tickets to Nowhere The warm, tropical sun enjoys a
fruit smoothie while rippling ocean waves perform the most relaxing concert
Heidi’s ears can imagine. Idiosyncratic birds with brightly-colored feathers
sing along as the atoms in her body laugh into the toasty sand like a child who
lacks an awareness of the planet’s problems. Palm trees with cliché color
schemes sway behind her, providing the perfect amount of shade, and whisper
maxims like, it’s great if you don’t care.
But when the sun vomits the icy drink and a downpour of dog drool attacks her
taste buds, Heidi remembers that she’s dreaming. Scarborough’s frenetic St. Bernard
managed to fill the car with drool while Heidi slept in the back seat. She rolls
down the window and it drains out like a bottle of sweaty hand sanitizer.
Berkeley wags her tail and pants as if she’s been administered a thousand
consecutive breathalyzers. Nothing’s around the three of them except for cacti
with cliché color schemes, an unplugged water cooler, and miles of dry mud
cracking under the scorching heat. Heidi flicks Scarborough’s ear and his tense,
matchstick arms honk the horn at nobody as he wakes up from behind the wheel. Muttering
nonsense, his pizza belly turns around toward Berkeley and the blonde. And after
a sluggish yawn, he says they’re out of fuel but it’s her turn to drive. I presume that Scarborough and
Heidi slept through the sounds a car makes when it veers off the road and
drives into desert nothingness. Last I remember, a day’s worth of road separated
them from reaching their destination, the Alamo. Their plan was comprised of
taking cliché photos of that historic puppy (the Alamo, that is) and licensing
the images to a postcard company in Southeast Asia. Ironically, the company’s
slogan is something along the lines of, our
history is defined by abrupt discontinuities coming in social, political,
economic, and military guises. Wait, never mind.
Always Resorting Back to Cheap
Thrills “You have twenty minutes to
complete this section. Remember, some of the questions will be easier and some
will be harder. If you are unsure of an answer, move on to the next question and
return to the problem when you have completed your remaining questions. Do not
work on questions from the next section or the previous section. Failing to
adhere to these guidelines will result in an automatic dismissal from the
building and a score of zero on the exam. Now, turn to page seven hundred in
the booklet. Make sure you see a reading passage titled, One-way Tickets to Nowhere. Please begin working.” Ms. Gotti was once asked to
read the countdown for a solo-launch to the moon. They said her voice was more
harmonious than a masochist dating a sadist. She accepted the honor and then
returned to reading the directions for the 24-Hour Exam. From what I’d seen so
far, that’s what she loved to do. I’ve never taken the 24-Hour Exam.
When my friend asked me if I wanted to proctor it, I nodded and said that some
pocket change would be nice. So, Ms. Gotti shuffles through papers and keeps an
eye on the clock. And I shuffle through rows of desks and keep an eye on the stressed-out
humans as a physical deterrent for compulsions to cheat. The outdated room owns
a peculiar sound. Countless pencils simultaneously withering away one small
bubble at a time, that is. A lot of the world thinks they’re
in the know, but I don’t understand the purpose of this test. Questions change
from day to day. Humans come and go. Are they motivated by freedom? Doubt? Ms.
Gotti’s infatuating voice? My favorite observation about the test takers is how
none of their answer sheets look the same.
Forward in Time to a Weird Past “What do you mean humans should
evolve passed money?” - We’ve created a system that only works if
humans continue to consume. Money is a short-sighted tool. It’s primitive and insidious.
Corrupt. Overflowing with duplicity. I don’t wanna be associated with it. “You know, I get where you’re
coming from. I wish the world didn’t revolve around acquiring money, too. But,
sadly, it does. It does. And I love the idea of not worrying about finances but
that’s not reality, you know?” - So you don’t think humans should at least try
to make that idea a reality? “I think you just have a romantic
idea of the world. Like I said, I love the idea but we should think logically.
If money gets us ahead in life then that’s what we need to focus on. If that
changes in the future, then cool.” - But it’s not going to change on its own. “If it’s meant to change it will.” - I don’t know. Maybe we just have different
world views. “I guess.” - I still care about you though. A difference
of opinion won’t compromise that. “Why do you bother with difficult
conversations?” - Well, I want the future to know that humans
hoped for things to be different.
Writing: the Calligraphy of Reading “You have thirty minutes to
complete this section. Remember, some of the questions will be easier and some
will be harder. If you are unsure of an answer, move on to the next question and
return to the problem when you have completed your remaining questions. Do not
work on questions from the next section or the previous section. Failing to
adhere to these guidelines will result in an automatic dismissal from the
building and a score of zero on the exam. Now, turn to page one in the booklet.
Make sure you see a reading passage titled, Enjoy
the Harvest and Reap. Please begin working.” © 2017 Gaston VillanuevaAuthor's Note
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