Our middle school reconfigured our teams, and the older students would not let go of the old system. This is a play on the original five stages, with the words of eighth grader and their tragic drama substituted.
Five Stages of Grief Denial Anger Bargaining Depression Acceptance
"I feel fine."This can't be happening, not to me."
Well always be Infinity."They wont change things right away.."
"Why me? It's not fair!"How can this happen to me?"Who is to blame?"
But last year was so fun!But this is our 8th grade year!"Why are they doing it now?This sucks!
"Just let me live to see my children graduate."I'll do anything for a few more years."I will give my life savings if..."
Why dont they wait a year.Keep the old teams and kind of change.Instead, we couldI want to be on the other team/class/teacher"
"I'm so sad, why bother with anything?"I'm going to die . . . What's the point?"I miss my loved one, why go on?"
This year sucks; why bother.I cant do anything right.(insert teacher name) hates me.Lets just be Team X whatever.
"It's going to be okay."I can't fight it, I may as well prepare for it."
"It's going to be okay.Hey, this is kind of fun.In a year, Ill be at CVU.Its different, but not bad."