The class of 2009 at the Block Island School consisted of 13 kids—and that was a big class. Next year there are only 3 seniors. I must say that, sitting in the gym, I was reminded of how much I hate school—the gyms, the principals, the corridors, the bells, the rules. I am so glad that, after his valedictory address, Will doesn't have to go any more, either. Until Brown in the fall, that is. But at least high school is done.
What is your fondest high school memory?
The 3:00 bell.
ReplyDeleteI liked art class. Other Mother.
ReplyDeleteFondest memory was graduation, of course, and as I recall, the days leading up to it.
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