Who are you to tell me / That I'm less than what I should be?
Walking in through the doors of my old high school has made me realize that a lot has changed in these past couple of months.
No more bells telling me when to leave one class and go to another.
No more announcements over the PA system introduced by students and faculty.
No more having to ask to leave the classroom for a simple drink of water.
No more sitting in rows with cramped, hard, fixated seats.
No more “one chance to pass” an assignment fears …
No more eight hours of school followed by five hours of homework.
No more work due the very next day.
No more security watching to see if kids are skipping class.
No more locked parking lots.
No more hall passes.
No more … high school.
It’s an odd sensation. And I guess that I hadn’t realized quite how much has changed until I’d actually gone back. Walking through those halls as a veteran … an alumna … and I felt oddly out of place. Like I didn’t belong there. I’ll always have a home with Rufus King IB High School - I literally gave it four years of my life. But college - Alverno, specifically - has given me a whole new perspective on what school is, and what it can be. I’m a lot happier in college than I was in high school. I have time. I have a life. I have … lots more than I’m used to. College has turned out to be so much better than high school ever was. There are so many more choices. So many more opportunities. So much to do … It’s great!
I loved how no one stopped me in the halls. Maybe it was the Alverno hoodie. Maybe it was my confidence level. Maybe it’s just the fact that no one ever stopped me in the halls even while I was in high school.
Seeing Kroncke and Guardalabene was pleasant. Usual chit-chat, but nice to catch up.
Kopenski and those glasses … I could not look him straight in the eye without laughing. I spent a majority of my time in the old theater room and realized how much I really missed it. There’s a certain smell to that room, and though I cannot describe it, I will never forget it. Talks about the (lack of) a romantic life caused a reflection that I was not ready for, but it’s ok. I’m not over it, but I’m moving on anyway, because I have far better things to do with my time than to sit around waiting for something to happen. Lots of talking about school and its classes. I’m just so happy where I am. Really and truly. I didn’t think it was possible to like Alverno nearly as much as I do. And I realize that every time I go to talk to someone about it.
Interrupted Zeise’s class … something I swore up and down that I would never do - because it always bugged me when kids did it to our class. Found out about the shaving epidemic that swept the track team. Wow. That was quite a story.
Seeing my best friend for the first time in … well, forever, was just amazing. Sam, you have no idea how much I’ve really missed you. And because I never expected to see you - it was even more amazing when I did. Getting together soon to catch up is an absolute must!
On my trip back to Rufus King, I’ve realized one major thing. Time never stops. It cannot be immobilized. Photographs may allow one to capture a glimpse of a time, but nothing ever stays the same. I went back to my High School, expecting to find everything as I’d left it - and came back to be terribly surprised. I don’t so much miss the idea of high school, as I do the friends and the memories I left sealed within the doors - forever suspended within my mind.
I.B. High, for life! Hehehehe.
No more bells telling me when to leave one class and go to another.
No more announcements over the PA system introduced by students and faculty.
No more having to ask to leave the classroom for a simple drink of water.
No more sitting in rows with cramped, hard, fixated seats.
No more “one chance to pass” an assignment fears …
No more eight hours of school followed by five hours of homework.
No more work due the very next day.
No more security watching to see if kids are skipping class.
No more locked parking lots.
No more hall passes.
No more … high school.
It’s an odd sensation. And I guess that I hadn’t realized quite how much has changed until I’d actually gone back. Walking through those halls as a veteran … an alumna … and I felt oddly out of place. Like I didn’t belong there. I’ll always have a home with Rufus King IB High School - I literally gave it four years of my life. But college - Alverno, specifically - has given me a whole new perspective on what school is, and what it can be. I’m a lot happier in college than I was in high school. I have time. I have a life. I have … lots more than I’m used to. College has turned out to be so much better than high school ever was. There are so many more choices. So many more opportunities. So much to do … It’s great!
I loved how no one stopped me in the halls. Maybe it was the Alverno hoodie. Maybe it was my confidence level. Maybe it’s just the fact that no one ever stopped me in the halls even while I was in high school.
Seeing Kroncke and Guardalabene was pleasant. Usual chit-chat, but nice to catch up.
Kopenski and those glasses … I could not look him straight in the eye without laughing. I spent a majority of my time in the old theater room and realized how much I really missed it. There’s a certain smell to that room, and though I cannot describe it, I will never forget it. Talks about the (lack of) a romantic life caused a reflection that I was not ready for, but it’s ok. I’m not over it, but I’m moving on anyway, because I have far better things to do with my time than to sit around waiting for something to happen. Lots of talking about school and its classes. I’m just so happy where I am. Really and truly. I didn’t think it was possible to like Alverno nearly as much as I do. And I realize that every time I go to talk to someone about it.
Interrupted Zeise’s class … something I swore up and down that I would never do - because it always bugged me when kids did it to our class. Found out about the shaving epidemic that swept the track team. Wow. That was quite a story.
Seeing my best friend for the first time in … well, forever, was just amazing. Sam, you have no idea how much I’ve really missed you. And because I never expected to see you - it was even more amazing when I did. Getting together soon to catch up is an absolute must!
On my trip back to Rufus King, I’ve realized one major thing. Time never stops. It cannot be immobilized. Photographs may allow one to capture a glimpse of a time, but nothing ever stays the same. I went back to my High School, expecting to find everything as I’d left it - and came back to be terribly surprised. I don’t so much miss the idea of high school, as I do the friends and the memories I left sealed within the doors - forever suspended within my mind.
I.B. High, for life! Hehehehe.