Assignment 12 - Claire Thompson

I imagine that my backpack’s day is a lot like mine, as far as the locations we go throughout the day.

We go most of the same places; see most of the same things. Except my backpack sits on the ground a lot and accumulates a lot more dust than I do. It gets slung around a lot more. In the morning, I pick it up off my bedroom floor and then it goes to the floor of the car until I get to school. Then I set it on the ground in pottery room (which is really dirty) to the art room (also very dirty) to all of the other classrooms in Henry Clay (all of which are dirty from the dirty high school students romping around all day on it). It sees a lot of feet, collects a lot of dirt. And then when I get home, it gets set on my bedroom floor all over again. And in between bouts of sitting on the ground, it gets slung around and ran into in school hallways. It’s probably a pretty rough and tumble existence.