As my days at Wootton are ticking down to an end, I have found myself thinking back to all the memories I’ve made, classes that I have taken and friendships that have been built.
For me, the end of this chapter of my life isn’t bitter nor is it sweet; it is nostalgic. I am forever grateful for the lessons and experiences that high school has taught me. I would not be the person I am today without these last four years, and I have no regrets.
Throughout my time at Wootton, I took many APs and accelerated courses, which proved difficult and kept me up at night studying. I am, however, grateful for the opportunity I had to take these classes and for the competitive environment at Wootton; without this, I would not feel as prepared for college as I do now. I have also had some amazing teachers during my high school career who made a lasting impact on my life. Mr. Bauer, whom I have the utmost respect for, whose teaching style, knowledge of history and disciplined class environment made AP U.S History the most interesting class I have ever taken. Mrs. Mockensturm, who never failed to put a smile on my face and challenge my understanding of biology, always pushed me to be the best student and the kindest person I could be. And to Mrs. Starr, who has been an amazing mentor, teacher, and friend, who has nurtured the newspaper community into the amazing, intelligent people we are today.
Although I feel ready to move on to a new chapter of my life, as I look around me, I can find a memory in every corner of the school. The classrooms hold memories of laughter with my peers, the football field holds memories of Friday night football games, and the newspaper room I will always remember for its sense of community and everlasting friendships.
I have several pieces of advice for returning and incoming Wootton students. First, please prioritize the daily homework in STEM classes. Skipping even one homework assignment in these classes can affect your understanding of the material for days and weeks to come, and it’s extremely difficult to catch up. Secondly, remember, high school doesn’t even come close to determining who you are as a person. Don’t ever be afraid to be yourself and always do what makes you happy, despite any social expectations. Finally, getting a C or a B in a hard class is never the end of the world; some courses are meant to challenge you, you’ll still get into college, I promise.
As I walk through the halls of the school for the very last time, there is nostalgia for the early mornings and after-school volleyball practices. When a senior tells you that the four years go by quickly, believe them; it goes by in the blink of an eye. Thank you, Wootton, for the memories, the good and the bad. I can now proudly, for the very last time, say – peace out, patriots.
