The Wednesday Wars: A Newbery Honor Award Winner by Schmidt Gary D

Author:Schmidt, Gary D. [Schmidt, Gary D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical, Young Adult, Childrens, Humour
ISBN: 9780618724833
Amazon: 0618724834
Goodreads: 556136
Publisher: Clarion Books
Published: 2007-05-21T07:00:00+00:00

What Shakespeare wanted to express about being a human being in Romeo and Juliet is that it’s hard to care about two things at the same time—like caring about the Montague family and caring about Juliet, too.

Here is the last sentence:

If Romeo had never met Juliet, maybe they both would have still been alive, but what would they have been alive for is the question that Shakespeare wants us to answer.

I handed the essay in to Mrs. Baker at the end of the day. She read it through. Twice. Then she took my old essay out of the manila folder—which was still on top of her desk—and put in the new essay. She dropped the old essay into the trash, put the folder with the new essay into her desk, and then she looked up at me. “So what will you do now?” she said.

That night, with 79 cents left over from Valentine’s Day and $1 from Monday’s allowance, I bought two Cokes and a rose with a ribbon. I took them over to Meryl Lee’s house and rang the doorbell. Mr. Kowalski answered it.

“You’re the Hoodhood boy,” he said.

“Is Meryl Lee home?” I said.

He opened the door further and I came in. He hesitated. Then, “Her room is the one at the top of the stairs,” he said.

I went up the stairs slowly. I felt his eyes on my back, but I didn’t want to turn around to let him know that I felt his eyes on my back.

I knocked at Meryl Lee’s door.

“Go away,” she said.

I knocked again. I heard her chair scrape against the floor, and her footsteps stomping across the room. Her door opened. “I told you—” Then she stopped. Her mouth was open.

“I thought you might be thirsty,” I said.

Her mouth was still open.

“Are you?”

“Am I what?”

“Thirsty.”

She looked at the Cokes in my hand. “Yes,” she said.

I handed her a bottle and pulled the opener out of my pocket. I love the sound of a brand-new bottle of Coke when you pry the lid off and it starts to fizz. Whenever I hear that sound, I think of roses, and of sitting together with someone you care about, and of Romeo and Juliet waking up somewhere and saying to each other, Weren’t we jerks? And then having all that be over. That’s what I think of when I hear the sound of a brand-new bottle of Coke being opened.

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