It is clear the Gondis and the Fetterman’ have had a pretty long history of a “friendly” rivalry between the two feuding classes, but Simon and I wanted to find out the story behind the rivalry. So we interviewed the teachers and some students to see how they felt about the feud.

TEACHER INTERVIEW

Cassie: How did the rivalry start?

June: It started off my first year.  Jeff came into my class to encourage me. It was a tough year for a new teacher. We wanted to bond the two classes and to have them know each other a little more through their teachers.

Cassie: It started out so nicely, how did it get competitive?

June: Jeff always made little jokes and funny comments, so I decided it would be fun to come into his class and do the same. So I suppose the jokes made the kids get into “it” too and soon we had a little “war”.

Cassie: Do you think the rivalry will ever end?

June: I don’t think this will ever end; I hope it doesn’t! It is fun to just walk down the hallway and think I wonder if I should disrupt the Fettermans? Also the kids keep this all in fun without getting too personal is good.

STUDENT INTERVIEW

Cassie: How would you describe the rivalry?

M (remains unnamed): It’s fun and competitive, but not to the point of being hurtful. It’s a good waste of time.

Cassie: Why do you think we have a rivalry?

M: I think this is just for fun. I have to admit that the Fetterman’s sometimes can’t accept the simple truth that the Gondi’s are just a step ahead in awesomeness. Yet we want to put that in perspective.

Cassie: What have you done to make this clear?

M: We have gone into their classroom and sung a song about how awesome we are.  And we try to ignore them as much as we can when they disrupt us.

Cassie: Is the feud more between the kids or the teachers?

M: I think the feuding is more between the kids because they don’t have to work together like the teacher’s do.

There you have it. I think as a Gondi class member, I can objectively say that we are pretty great. And even though we have a history of trying to annoy each other, we get along pretty well.