Kia's World

I know that I have no right to so much as bring the subject I am about to bring up to light, for there are people amongst our own ranks that have it far worse than I do. But, the reason I feel compelled to let surface that which will bring me under fire is because I’ve heard of what they must endure, of the scrutiny they undergo on a daily basis. What they have I desire to prevent myself from having.

My high school has stepped over, what its arrogant students see as, the line (in truth, the line is miles away and we are but one step closer). The administration has taken its CCTV monitoring one baby step further. No longer do the only CCTVs monitor the back parking lot, now we have one inside the school, monitoring the students. It is only one camera, not dozens, not ID cards, not RFID tags, not strict “Fascist” dress codes, all-in-all it is just one solitary camera.

Upon seeing it I rolled my eyes and examined the entire rest of the school, looking for more. My search ended, with much relief, fruitless. So I decided the camera was no big deal, it was extremely easy to avoid without even the slightest effort. later that same day, the first day of school, l I overheard a junior say the words: “They put a camera in the back lobby! What next? All over the rest of the school?” I bristled at my own arrogance for not asking that very same question: What next?

I instantly thought of throwing a sticker next to the camera, but they know who I am. At the end of last year they had to pry a sticker off of my locker, C323. Four characters that are directly linked to me. My mind, luckily, races (sometimes to fast for its own good) and, without missing a second (after realizing I couldn’t safely sticker the camera) I had my mouth open and an improvised rant ready for the questions this junior had, foolishly, raised in my presence. Unfortunately, my Psychology teacher (having had me last year for AP U.S. History and knowing full well my position on the matter) cut me off before sound could escape my mouth. She looked at me, saw me perk up and prepare to rant, then, looking alarmed, changed the subject. When I slouched back down in my seat she looked relieved…but this rant will be delivered

I have decided that flyers are needed, the only safe way to attack what they’ve done, and with that I hope you wish me good luck on my personal vendetta against that solitary camera. For I will not quietly allow my high school to become as privacy invasive as others.

To the administration I say: “I am Free Runner, unrelenting and motivated! Stop this here, before you’re faced with a bigger problem.”

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