As you climb up the stairs, you feel like you’re climbing a mountain. You open the doors and you hear the chattering of students. High school, your finally here. You meet some people from your class in the 8th grade, it brings back memories from middle school.
You remember your first day of middle school, your new there. You remember how you sprained your ankle and your first Annual Advisory Kick Off. Everyone in your group was an oomp loompa. In the 7th grade how you got clotheslined in red-rover or all the field trips you went on, and at the end, you always got a “Chocolate Moode” from Jamba Juice. What about the time you went to the end of the year picnic. That day there was a nice cool breeze and there was the smell of the sweet suntan lotion blowing past you. You remember you met your best friend, Alex. There you both talked together as you built a sand fortress to block the oncoming waves. You remember 8th grade retreat and how it was cold and brisk and how your fingers ached from the cold. How you faced your fear of heights going on the ropes course. You remember so many things and you hope to never forget them as you move on through life.
Friday, June 13, 2008
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