ÃÂBoys, copy this down into your workbook. The Lord God said, ÃÂIt is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for himÃÂ after Eve was created out of Adams rib in Genesis 2:23. ÃÂThe man said, this is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh she shall be called woman for she was taken out of man.ÃÂ Tomorrow you will bring me your essay on original sin and weÃÂll continue work in Genesis.ÃÂThe bell rang and nineteen sweaty boys dressed in gray shuffled out of the stuffy classroom. It was the oldest room in the school and hadnÃÂt been painted in decades. It had no ventilation and the rusted dirty windows were locked shut. TheyÃÂd probably been that way ever since the room was built.
St. JosephÃÂs Catholic College is well-known for its distinct separation of social groups, each of which has its place in the hierarchy.
At the top are the ÃÂhard-boiled bimbosÃÂ ÃÂ an exclusive group of tough nuts with more power than the teachers. While IÃÂm not part of any group, I donÃÂt have beef with anyone and am unique in that I can get along with any group at ease and be treated like an insider. On this particular day, I decided to join the hard-boiled guys in their traipsing around town.
I asked the Big Six, Samson, where we were heading.
ÃÂWeÃÂre gonna drop by the speakeasy and grab some hooch, then meet with the dolls at the juice joint JimmyÃÂs dad owns.ÃÂOnce weÃÂd picked up some bootleg from one of SamsonÃÂs friends working at the Cock and Bull, we carried the cases of beer to The Ritz where a group of dolled up giggling girls covered in mis-applied make-up waited outside for us. Each...