Changing For Gym by Xoop

Hey guys! here's one of my frist 10 outta 10 on my Fuji scale! this is a brilliantly crafted story by Xoop.
And be watching from a special comic to come later this year! (hopefully...)


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Hill Street High School was built in the early 1990's in response to the
town's recent growth. Too, the old school was a remnant of the 1920's,
and looked it. The town had eventually given in to the inevitable and
voted in a new school.

The new building had everything. As befitted area weather, it was
totally enclosed (except for the athletic's fields, of course). Yet its
public areas never felt claustrophobic, for it relied a great deal on
glass. The cafeteria was large and clean, the library well-stocked even
with fiction, and the gymnasium included an indoor pool.

Perhaps the most unusual change from old to new concerned the lockers.
The architect had visited the old school and was shocked at the students
crowding into too-narrow hallways made even worse by the lockers lining
each wall. They were nearly impassible, and the man vowed not to carry
that over. Instead he placed the lockers in the gym's changing rooms
larger, and the rooms themselves were much expanded. There was a
second, smaller changing room for each gender in case of overflow. Each
student would use a single locker there, accessible at any time. In
return the hallways would be clearer, quieter, with plenty of room on
the walls for announcements, art, or displays. The architect felt the
extra space needed for the expanded changing rooms was more than
justified, and the students more or less agreed.

The architect put his heart and soul into the school, this community
building for the good of all. The workers who built it were the same
way. After all, they were a local firm; it'd be their kids going there.

All that care, all that attention, can have an effect. At Hill Street
High School, it did. The place gained something of a soul of its own.
It took care of the students -- the computer lab had almost no technical
problems and the cafeteria food was unusually tasty. It took care of
the teachers -- school supplies such as pencils and books were never in
short supply and everyone's drink of choice was available in the
lounge. And it took care of itself. Litter was infrequent and
disappeared quickly. The same could be said of graffiti. Each of the
three janitors thought another had taken care of it. Sometimes they
were even right. Everything was perfect.

And the school was happy.