I can remember when I was eight years old, figuring out what year I would graduate from high school. I couldn’t wait. I was ready.
Even when I switched from my private school in the second semester of 9th grade to Central Junior High, I couldn’t wait to be a senior and graduate.
But now that my last days of high school and my graduation date is getting closer and closer, I’ve realized I’m not as excited as that eight year old girl was ten years ago or even that ninth grade junior high kid four years ago.
I look back on these past three and a half years, and I realized I’ve had it good. I don’t want to leave. I’ve been surrounded by amazing friends and caring teachers, who never let me fail.
The big bad world of college and “real” life is sounding more scary every second. But because of the last three and a half years with my amazing friends and caring teachers, I know that I can get through whatever this big bad world has to throw at me.
I’ve learned that God is good and never gives me more than I can handle. I’ve learned how to deal with rumors and gossip, first loves and first heartbreaks, death of friends, you name it.
Without Har-Ber I wouldn’t be the person I am today. Without my friends I would have never gotten this far. Without my teacher’s constant advice, staying late, and writing me blue notes to my next classes, I would have never become the person I am today. I would never be as strong as I am today.
I know, thanks to my friends and my amazingly wonderful teachers Mr. Sallings, Mrs. Pitman, Mrs. Reynolds, Mrs. Ryan-Jones, Mr. Irvin, Ms. Ogden, Coach Moreland, Mrs. Moore and Mrs. Sprague, that I’m leaving Har-Ber with the confidence and the ability to make it through the “real” world.
