Today I’m graduating.
I think.
Jackson, is this our graduation? It is?
Thanks, you rule.
Well, anyway, I’ve spent most of my life here, eight years to be exact.

Jeez.

When I was in Maggie’s class I would always play with the plumbers’ pipe work with Nick. Michael Schwartz would always get his hand stuck in it. Lunch was very important in kindergarten. Everyone had a Pringles holder for their chips in their lunch and one time at lunch in kindergarten I lost my Pringles holder. I was so mad. Everyone started looking for it, but we never found it. I wonder if anyone has found it since then.

In first grade I would always do the timeline of life. I did it because it would take up the whole day. I remember that one time Andrew Vickery lost one of the pieces because it fell down the elevator shaft. I was in first grade when the elementary building opened. I can still remember when it wasn’t here. There was so much space to run around before.

In second grade Michael Schwartz and I had to untangle all of the headphones. We had to because everybody forgot to roll them up so we decided to untangle them. It took the whole day.

In third grade we would do racks and tubes a lot. Every time we did it Evan Holeman would spill the whole thing. We would spend the rest of the day cleaning up. Evan would barely help. He would say he had to go to the bathroom and then he would just sit in there all day.

The one thing I remember most about Upper El is that you had to memorize a continent every month. Every week you also had to correct and rewrite a report called the edit. In fifth grade Nick and I did something every day. It had to do with leaves, tree study, magnifying glasses, and burning. I won’t tell you, but you can probably guess.

The best times were probably at Camp Onas. I’m in the last group that went in every grade. In first grade we went for the day. In second and third grade we stayed for one night. In Upper El we stay for two nights. In Upper El you get to go on the zip line across the pond. I always go upside down. Nobody else knows how to do it. (Unless I show them.) One time my head went into the water and my head got really wet.

I was in Nick’s class for two years in Maggie’s. Then he was in Mrs. Hartnett’s class for three years while I was in Meg’s. Then I was in Mrs. L.’s class for three years with him. I’ve been in Jackson’s class for six straight years, three in Meg’s and three in Mrs. L.’s.

Our trip to Williamsburg this year was amazing. We were there for five days. We had an amazing coach bus. It had a bathroom, TV’s and amazing seats. It was one of the best field trips ever. We even got to go into the Wythe house. (George Wythe was a friend and teacher of Thomas Jefferson.)

Study Hall has always been fun. You get your homework done and then you can play on the computer. That was the good parts of my school years.

Well, that’s it. Now I will thank all my teachers: Maggie, Diane, Cindy, Mr. K., Sally, Mrs. Harris, Meg, Lois, Madame, Mrs. Johns, Coco, Ms. Haahr, Mrs. Mehta, Mrs. Susie, Mrs. L., Mr. Nord, Toril, and Mrs. Hunter. Thanks for teaching me all I know.

I’m also going to say thanks to some of my friends over the years. Jackson, Nick, Amity, Natalie, Michael Schwartz, Tiara, Reeta, Bianca, Jaslyn, Deuce A.K.A. Allen, Evan, Jordan, Andrew Stone, Andrew Feldman, Danny, and Josh. Thanks for the memories.

Adios Amigos!