I can remember as clear as day when, during my
freshman year, my teacher, [Teacher’s name]
told us about convention. The year was going
[adjective #1], so I decided to get on my
teacher’s good side and attend. Immediately,
information was sprung at me. [Project Name]-
I think [Teacher’s name] explained what they
were, but being the [adjective] freshman I was, I
wasn’t paying attention. I looked at the list and
picked out the project which sounded the best:
[Project Name]!
As convention approached, I started working on
my project. [Project Name], was not going as
OJCLers getting into the spirit!
planned. Being the [adjective #2] and [adjective
#3] student that I was, am, and to the delight of
any future teacher, will be, I made the [adjective #1] decision of putting it off. Fast
forward to the week before convention. Having made no progress on [Project
Name], I have a slight panic attack. I remember what [Name] said about [disease].
I resolve to pretend to have that and not attend convention. My parents aren’t
fazed. Working day in, day out, I cobble together a [adjective #2] caricature of
what [Project Name]’s ought to look like. When convention arrives, I shudder at
having to eye the [present participle] judges when I give them my [Project Name].
Convention itself goes far better than expected. Club president [Name] and
[Teacher Name] led us to a [adjective #3] victory, while spending the weekend
with my [adjective #1] friends was simply a [noun].
The awards ceremony arrives. Half asleep, I [verb #1] to the GA hall, and [verb
#2] in a chair. [Name] wins everything but one category. [Project Name] [verb #1].
As I begin to doze off, [Teacher’s name] calls to me. I had won [ordinal number]
place in [Project Name]. All I remember saying as I walked to receive my award
was: “Did you get the wrong guy? [Your Name] is a fairly common name.” All my
friends congratulated me, and as we departed convention, I reminisced on the fun I
had and realized I would have to come again next year. As I am [gerund] my OJCL
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