Senior Citizens
This year marks the culmination of an era at Fenton High School. As June, 2007 approaches, all we can do is sit back and watch as another senior class gets ready to leave the school and move on with their lives. It is typically a time of mourning, joy, and confusion, as all are trying to "discover" their true selves while moving on and hopefully leaving a lasting mark on the establishment that they have been a part of for the longest four years of their lives.
Through all of this, we seniors have emerged here, at a time in our lives when all is exciting and little is new. In a few months we will all graduate (God willing), and after that we will go forth into a new world unknown. In doing this, however, we must take care to not forget the times of the past. So much has taken place since the our entrance in the Fall of 2003, deeds done by people both in and out of our graduating class. In order to truly make high school a learning experience, we cannot forget all that has gone on, and to take lessons from the past.
- Freshman Year:
- Matt Haas took his flying leap into the pond. From this, we learned the proper form for executing shallow-water swan dives, and also the importance if a good swimsuit.
- The Redline Card was introduced, teaching us all the importance of good handwriting, a steady hand, and, occasionally, brown-nosing. Little did we know that it would lead to years of misery and heartbreak for forests everywhere.
- The password as we knew it died. Upon learning that the new password for the school computers was no longer "password," all that we once knew and loved died. Along with the death of the password went the death of innocence and certainty when logging onto a computer.
- Sophomore Year:
- Napoleon Dynamite was released, eventually taking the school by storm with its catchy phrases and quotes that just seem to roll right off the tongue. This fad lasted through the end of the school year and even into the summer, giving all who were affected a lesson in cage-fighting, cheese-grating, and tetherballin’.
- The football field was defaced by the senior class of ’05, who enlightened us all by adding their own artistic elements to the grassy plain of gridiron battle.
- The formation of "Captain’s Club" gave two men with three eyebrows and a goatee between the two of them a great deal of pull in the school. Along with their community-friendly activities, they were able to touch the world with their witty banter and sometimes over-aggressive coaching techniques at the Knopf Learning Center.
- Junior Year:
- During the Fall Pep Assembly, the entire student body was subjected to the vocal performing talents of our own Fenton High School Administration. We all watched in awe as the head honchos were set aside by Mrs. Feamster, who pretty much owned. Just goes to show that you can’t judge a singer by her uniform. Or by his giant rubber hairpiece.
So you see, we have been through quite a bit since those warm fall days of 2003. We have all grown, loved, and lost. However, we have yet to leave our own lasting impression on this school. The category for "Senior Year" remains absent; our legacy has yet to be created. I therefore charge all of you seniors to start acting as such. We don’t have to be obnoxious to make ourselves remembered; no, it is those who do so in good taste that are most cherished. Let’s make these last few months the best yet, and go out in style.
After all, we are the newest senior citizens of 2007.