Alex Chang Chapter 1

(a Stripped for Florida story)

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Chapter 1

Sweating in the hot June sun, I followed my brother into the school building. As rising freshman and sophomore class representatives, we each had a seat on the Board of Trustees, and the headmaster had called an emergency meeting. Since Board of Trustee meetings were considered a school function, we had to wear our uniforms: khaki pants, dress shoes, a tie, and a sweater with St. Richard’s Prepartory School’s monogram embroidered on the front. The uniform was really inappropriate for the Florida climate, and every year the student representatives (one from each grade of the Upper School), suggested we modify or get rid of it, but every year we got outvoted.

I sat down between Jason and Leah Eller, the junior class rep. “What’s this all about?” I asked.

She giggled. “You’ll see.”

When all 24 members of the board were there, the Headmaster, Dr. Green stood up. “Thank you all for coming on such short notice. I have called you hear because William Ludwig…” He was referring to the football team’s quarterback. The headmaster was the only person I’d ever known who didn’t call him Bill. “…Was arrested last night for public fornication. We have to decide how we will handle his eligibility.”

“Point of information,” one of the parent representatives called out. “Since school isn’t in session wouldn’t this be considered a legal matter rather than a disciplinary issue?”

“The problem is not with the arrest itself,” Dr. Green explained. “Mrs. Ludwig has informed me that in order to avoid being prosecuted, her son opted to be Stripped for Florida.” There was a shocked gasp from what I presume was one of the more conservative parents, but the guy who’d asked the question just looked puzzled.

“How does that affect his eligibility? I mean, I know it isn’t as common as with some other sports, but I’ve heard of stripped kids playing football before.”

“Under the Stripped for Florida Law, William is not legally allowed to wear clothes in any public place, including wearing his uniform to school. If he can’t attend school, then he can’t play football, and our chances in the conference next year are shot. I thought we could assign him a tutor, the same way we do for homebound students. That way, he will still formally be enrolled in school, and can still play football.”

“May I make a counterproposal?” Leah asked.

“I suppose so.”

“As you all are no doubt well aware, the student body, myself included, opposes the current uniform policy. These uniforms really aren’t comfortable or stylish, and we have to run the air conditioning at a higher level to compensate for the wool.”

Which they apparently weren’t doing over the summer, because I was still sweating.

“If we end the uniform policy, we’ll take care of those problems and there won’t be any problem with Bill being stripped.”

“Very well,” Dr. Green said, “would anyone like to speak in opposition?”

One of the parents stood up and gave the same speech they give whenever the uniform issue comes up. Basically that parents don’t want to have to shell out a lot of money for designer clothes, and it ‘builds the school’s brand’ to have students wearing identifiable uniforms. Since the parents vote as a block and the other adults are split on the uniform issue, they always win. This time however, they only won by two votes 14-10.

Seeing my chance, I stood up. “I have another idea. What if we just stripped everyone?”

A murmur ran through the meeting. “What do you mean?” someone asked.

“The parents want uniforms because they don’t cost money and they identify you with the school, right?”

There were nods of assent.

“And we don’t like them because they’re uncomfortable. If the school requires all students to be stripped, then we aren’t uncomfortable and you don’t have to pay anything more than the cost of the strip-chip, which is less than the uniform anyway. We could get the school’s logo as a tattoo, and that would take care of the branding issue.”

“Would anyone like to speak in opposition?”

One of the parents stood up, but her arguments were clearly half-hearted. We won the vote 16-8.

“Very well then,” Dr. Green said, “I will appoint a committee to work out the details.”

(The End)