Teen Social Classes

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My high school was like any other, and within its walls, you could find the standard division of teen culture played out in three main categories: the popular kids, the nerds & the metal heads. Though the names of each clique may change from one generation to the next, the roles remain the same. On April 20, 1999, Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold made history when they beseiged their high school in the deadliest massacre ever recorded in United States history for an American high school. In the aftermath of Columbine, the writings and videos left behind by the shooters made it clear that they were enraged by the low-level position imposed on them by the upper echelon of their classmates. With limited supervision in our public schools, kids are virtually free to create their own class society. This system of division is the epitome of savagery, creating a "survival of the fittest" atmosphere. In my school, the popular kids, otherwise known as the jocks or preps were at the top of the food chain. They were the star football players, cheerleaders and homecoming queens. They were the most attractive, most competitive, and most social of the other groups. The boys wore blue jeans with rolled cuffs and t-shirts with their letterman jackets, and the girls wore skirts with patterned stockings, matching sweaters and sequined hair accessories. This group was the most highly regarded by the adults in the school, and were often given special perks like preferred parking spots. Oozing with school spirit, they were the pride and joy of the school (and the whole town). Most of the kids in this group were bright, well-adjusted, and happy as they strove to do their best to conform, and to meet the expectations of their parents, coach... ... middle of paper ... ... for some, drugs, as a form of entertainment. We were resented by everyone on campus and considered losers. As someone relegated to the outer fringes of the social structure, I can attest to the oppressive nature of teen culture. It was a virtual prison, limiting those deemed unworthy of the ability to have pride in oneself, and to strive to be our best. Upon graduation, I distinctly remember the feeling that a black cloud had been lifted from me, my shackles were crushed. No longer subject to my lower-class position, I was free to be the master of my own domain. The funny thing is that our success in life did not seem to be affected by which group we were a part of in high school. If I could give a word of advice to someone being oppressed by rank in their school, I would tell them to work hard and have patience, the sweetest revenge is found in success.
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