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Created on: May 12, 2008
"The President of the United States is elected by 535 members of the Electoral College" said Mrs. Wainwright who teaches 5th grade at George Washington Middle School in Washington D.C. Michael whose dad had instilled in him a love for history ever since he started school just does not understand. He always thought that the people that live in the United States get to elect the President. His mind begins racing as to what the answer is, but to no avail. Michael spends the last remaining minutes of the day pondering his predicament. The only thing to intervene is the deafening tone of the last bell that made him and the other students cringe as it does day after day.
As Michael rides the rickety old bus home he decides that it isn't fair that only a certain few people elect the President. As he enters his house he finds his parents relaxing on the couch listening to President Bush give his annual State of the Union speech. "That man is a fraud" screams Michael. His parents look astounded, as they try comprehending this new side of their son that they had never witnessed before. His father takes Michael into the kitchen and tries to figure out what Michael is talking about.
Michael spills the whole story starting with Mrs. Wainwright all the way up to when he got home. Then is father tells him, "The people do elect the delegates in the Electoral College, so we do have a say in the elections." Michael does not respond. He feels violated by his father. Ever since he could remember he has always trusted his father about everything. Now, he catches himself second guessing everything he says since in Michael's eyes, his father lied to him. Michael allows himself to believe his father after a short while because he doesn't know how to hold a grudge at such a young age. Michael decides that this isn't good enough, "It's just not fair, and people should elect the president, all the people." His father tells him one day when he grows up he can try and change the laws. Michael is sent to bed; he tosses and turns for some time while his mind is captivated by his idea.
The next morning happens to be Saturday. However, when Michaels parents wake up they expect to find Michael on the couch watching T.V. This has been routine for some time now in their house. A little uneasy, his mother checks his room and did not find him. She also looked in the bathroom, no Michael. Frantically, she runs into the kitchen grabbing for the phone to call 911. But before she could dial there
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