It’s the End of an Era
June 13, 2018
The first time I walked onto canyons campus, I got lost looking for the student center. The school looked so big and daunting. I’m finally a high schooler, I thought. Where are the popular girls walking in slow motion down the hall? No high heels and designer bags in hand? What about all the adult looking teenagers? Are they off fighting the supernatural creatures that lurk in the football field? As someone who has now survived 4 years of high school, I can vouch that it is nothing like the movies and tv shows. No Demogorgon has invaded our halls, nor have teenagers gone missing due to “animal attacks.”
Instead of dealing with supernatural problems, teenage girl drama was enough for me. One thing I can thank this school for teaching me is that friendships aren’t easy, you have to work hard to maintain them, but it is worth it in the end. I have met some amazing people through this school. Freshman year, Madam Taboul’s French class was where it all started. I remember asking a girl if the seat next to her was taken, and the rest was history. After taking 3 years of French, I can proudly say that I know nothing of the language, however I don’t regret a second because of the amazing friendships that developed with so many people in that class. The inside jokes, table potlucks, and random shenanigans will never be forgotten. I also have to thank AP Euro for bringing me closer to two specific people. Our late night study sessions that consisted of bingeing on Law and Order SVU really got me through the stress of my first AP Class as a sophomore. Despite all those memorable classes, there is one that stands out from the rest. Joining journalism was the best decision I have ever made at Canyon. Throughout the three years, the class has allowed me to evolve into a person that I have always wanted to be. When I first signed up, I was extremely quiet and shy. I only talked to one person and never spoke up. However by the second year, I was already making more friends and becoming more involved in the class. Now as a senior in my third year of journalism, I can honestly say that this class has become my family. It is the only class that I still look forward to even with my senioritis in full swing. With our whiteboard doodles, psych games, and downright cheesy humor, this class is the highlight of my high school experience. I will tremendously miss everyone in this class and the memories we have created. As we all walk for our diplomas on graduation day, I know that my amazing journalism team will be by my side. I love you guys, and to quote the wise Joey Tribbiani, “It’s the end of an era.”