I still remember how nervous I was getting off the bus that first day of school my freshman year. I was so worried I wouldn’t know my way around the school and get lost, and, of course, by third period I got totally turned around and completely lost! Were it not for the guidance of one of the janitors I might still be wandering the halls. Thankfully I no longer get lost in the hallways. These days I am a little wiser, a little taller and I can walk the halls of Prairie Ridge with a blindfold on.
However, the most important changes have occurred within me.
Only upon realizing the few remaining weeks that I have at Prairie Ridge did I understand the total effect of my high school years. I will think back and smile as I admit that my teachers really were right about the importance of doing your homework on time. I will always remember those who passed on important advice or helped me discover who I am.
I will forever be grateful to Mr. Low for helping me discover my love for engineering. I never would have thought that Mr. Cummins’ Photos class would help me see the world a little differently, but it did.
The library became a home away from home for me, and the librarians will always have a special place in my heart.
And thanks to the horrifyingly graphic videos they showed in Drivers Ed, I will never, ever, ever consider getting behind the wheel of a car while intoxicated or texting while I drive. I discovered that mythology is wicked cool with the help of Mr. Boldwyn, and that my classmates could be accepting, understanding, and kind.
