White Office Chair: Finally! She finally went back to sleep. If only she had stopped watching Netflix clips on Youtube, she would’ve went to sleep hours earlier, and I wouldn’t have had to suffer her weight. Don’t you think it’s so unfair, Rosewood Desk? You are probably tired too, from all the tapping and ticking, but as for me, I literally and figuratively have a giant, over-100-pound-burden on me. You know how many Newtons that is?
Rosewood Desk: Can we stop talking about Newtons? I was looking at that physics worksheet for over half an hour. If only I didn’t have this layer of glass on top, I wouldn’t have had to look at all of those numbers. Oh wait, I take that back. I wouldn’t be able to see at all, which is obviously not so great when you can’t do anything but stand with your four, old legs trying your best not to crack. Afterall, it’s winter. Even the best wood goes bad in winter.
Four-Function Calculator: Please stop complaining. At least you get used. I’ve been powered off for exactly 17 days. That’s 408 hours. 24,480 minutes. 1,468,800 seconds. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t even own extra batteries for me.
Rosewood Desk: Ha! That’s why you don’t get used anymore. She takes BC Calc! You’ve seen our fancy TI-84? After she started that precalculus class with all those sin curves, admit it four-function: you were useless.
TI-84 Graphing Calculator: Hold up.You think it’s good to be that calculator she takes to school every single day? I was forgotten and had to stay in the cold, dark lab room for 14.2 hours. Four-function, you don’t know the pain of having 50 buttons. If only she were a bit more gentle when she used me. She always has to rush, like during the derivatives test she took yesterday. Just pushing random buttons on me is not gonna give out answers.
Book (Macbeth by Shakespeare): To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus. We shouldst has’t patience. Timeth shall cometh at which hour we becometh useful once again.
Four-Function Calculator: Well, I guess. But really, she barely even opened you for a year…
Rosewood Desk: Nobody wants to talk to that old book. I barely understand it. It’s the 21st century. Sorry, but you won’t be used again unless you learn modern English.
Book (Macbeth by Shakespeare): The very firstlings of my heart shall be the firstlings of my hand. Thee don’t und’rstand the--
Cotton Blanket: Shh! Quiet!
White Office Chair: She can’t hear us--she’s fast asleep. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, by the way. Looks like you got back for winter? Ha! Well, I can imagine you liking winter. You’re all warm and cozy and all while I’m here with all my splints--
Cotton Blanket: Is that the sound of snow?
White Office Chair: Did you just say snow? Somebody wake iPhone 8 up!
iPhone 8: Hello. What can I do for you?
Rosewood Desk: What’s the weather?
iPhone 8: December Eleventh. Tuesday night. 34 degrees fahrenheit. Snow. Precipitation one hundred perce--
TI-84 Graphing Calculator: Snow! It’s that time again. We get to listen to all those joyful, reminiscent christmas carols. We get to see the dark green christmas tree and all of his little children: red spheres, Santas, elves, and of course, the golden star. We get to sniff christmas chocolate chip cookies, cinnamon rolls with cream cheese filling, hot chocolate with marshmallows floating on top, oven-baked red velvet cupcakes with buttercream icing. We get to feel that holiday spirit. We get to see her happy. Hearts: (x^2 + y^2 -1)^3 - x^2y^3 = 0.
Rosewood Desk: Hmm. I have to admit, snow is one thing that makes me like winter despite my splints. Snow makes her happier than usual too.
Cotton Blanket: Snow… It always reminds me of when she was little. She may have gotten older, but she’s still a little child to me. The fact that she still hasn’t forgotten about me just makes me want to cuddle her and tell her how much I love her. You know she hasn’t forgotten you. You all have different purposes… It’s just not the right time. Even if she doesn’t use you, even if she gets a new blanket and replaces me, I’ll always know that I’ll live inside her memories. It’s the same for all of you. Living with her past and present, even when she forgets me someday, is the only reason why I can stand the cold, damp closet for nine months straight, after all.
Four-Function Calculator: She surely does have some good memories with me. I remember when she first bought me. I was the middle one on the aisle, so I was definitely not expecting her to grab me. When she brought me to the counter, I thought I was dreaming.
White Office Chair: Yes… I remember when I was first bought from her father. I was so thrilled to escape him; you have no idea how big and heavy he was and how loud he was when he snored. Compared to him, I admit, she’s much lighter and quieter… Speaking of snoring, do you think she got enough sleep tonight?
White Office Chair: She definitely did, this time. Hey, pink silk pillow, how’s she looking tonight?
Pink Silk Pillow: Lookin’ good. No snoring. Good. Almost time to wake her up now.
TI-84 Graphing Calculator: Already? Time for me to start working and get ready for math class.
White Office Chair: Time for me to sleep.
Book (Macbeth by Shakespeare): What's done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed.
Rosewood Desk: Wake up, digital clock! Don’t make her late like last Monday. You’re the one who’s supposed to have the least amount of sleep, and looks like you’re sleeping whenever I’m looking at you. It’s an important day today, remember. The first snow!
Digital Clock: Alright, alright. I’m awake. Close your ears! Day starts.
Seohyun Claire Yoon is a senior at Langley High School and Editor-in-Chief of Kaleidoscope: Literary Magazine. She is a Gold Key recipient of the Scholastic Art & Writing Contest, Finalist of the international Young Writers Award under the Writing For Peace Journal, and has worked as an education content writer under Moosmosis Organization. A believer in trying new things, Seohyun values delving into unique and imaginative categories of literary works including both fiction and nonfiction.