Today was my last official day of classes for high school. I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, about school, college, the future, etc. My time at Master's is filled with good and bad memories, friendships made and lost, and countless, countless inside jokes. :) But more than anything, I think I'll miss the people the most. My friends, classmates, fellow seniors, underclassmen, even teachers. Many of the teachers at TMS have made a big impact in my life. Mr Dietrich with his "golden apples" and stories about his college days...Mr. DeCesare, with his carefree yet authentic and open attitude...Mrs. Deckert with her fierce defense of the Christian faith. Everyone you meet, everyone you know, makes a little difference in your life whether you realize it or not. I think, I hope, that my time at Master's was well spent. I enjoyed most of it, even the countless hours of homework and classes. :) My wish is that as my class separates and moves off to their respective colleges, jobs, and lives, that we will never forget where we came from, and the people who helped us to become who we are today.Thursday, May 20, 2010
Memories of a Shining Star
Today was my last official day of classes for high school. I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, about school, college, the future, etc. My time at Master's is filled with good and bad memories, friendships made and lost, and countless, countless inside jokes. :) But more than anything, I think I'll miss the people the most. My friends, classmates, fellow seniors, underclassmen, even teachers. Many of the teachers at TMS have made a big impact in my life. Mr Dietrich with his "golden apples" and stories about his college days...Mr. DeCesare, with his carefree yet authentic and open attitude...Mrs. Deckert with her fierce defense of the Christian faith. Everyone you meet, everyone you know, makes a little difference in your life whether you realize it or not. I think, I hope, that my time at Master's was well spent. I enjoyed most of it, even the countless hours of homework and classes. :) My wish is that as my class separates and moves off to their respective colleges, jobs, and lives, that we will never forget where we came from, and the people who helped us to become who we are today.
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That's the same thing that we, as your teachers, hope for as well. I only hope that the things that you remember from our interaction has little to do with math and much to do with living as a devoted follower of Christ in a hostile, alien world.
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