By Ronnie Greene
Being a senior is rigidly awkward. I compare school to a pair of shoes that fit just a little too tight. You tolerate the annoyance because it’s taking you somewhere. Throughout this school year I have highlighted my life with so many amazing memories, but the unforgettable are few and far between.
Obviously my first and most extraordinary time of the school year has been spent in room 100, tucked in a corner. And as boring as that sounds, newspaper is actually very interesting and full of incredible life lessons packed into Dobrowolsky’s lesson plan. She is a very fair, considerate woman, and I have the utter most respect for her. If I could give her an R&R grade…she’d get a 50/50.
Although being informed constantly is great and very convenient, you often times stumble upon information in which you have no desire with. Such as finding out about the vocational wing budget cuts! This really grinds my gears. I have been in metal fabrication since 9th grade, so I know the ins and outs of the vocational wing. When I heard the news my face went ambrosia red. I felt my fist clenching; I was grade A ticked off. But like every other serious school decision the students have no say, so I lost my newfound raging confidence and quickly morphed to pea form.
Just when I started thinking things were taming down and the excitement had come to an end; I receive a slip of paper stating that I Ronald Lee Greene Jr. had won a Senior Spotlight. Words cannot describe how pumped I was, especially since I was dubbed most adventurous, which I think fits my personality just great. Apparently my senior class thinks so as well.
As previously stated, I have been in metal fabrication for four years now. I thought about what I wanted to do after school. I contemplated a welding career, which is why I chose metal fab. over jazz band…big mistake. My love for music will always overpower my love for metal…no pun intended, and my stubborn attitude will always overpower my fun-loving decisive side. In all honesty, I am not the best at making decisions, but I am pretty good at making poor ones.
An activity that I look forward to each week is participating in the Dawg Pound. The Dawg Pound is the student section at sporting events. This may not sound like an extravagant time, but believe me, it is when you have people like Big J and James Dorminy starting team chants and causin’ a ruckus. It’s just a good way to start off the weekend and an even better way to stay socially active.
My last lowlight is of high importance. Truth is I am most certainly going to miss this place. Although we have held this stress for sometime now and most of us are more than ready to get out of here, I can’t help but wonder – is life after high school much better? Between work, maintaining a house, and possibly a wife and kids, free time would quickly become nonexistent. We, young adults, have it pretty easy if you ask me…no bills, no cleaning, no real responsibility. Needless to say, I am dreading the real world.
The most influential thing I have ever heard was said to me by my grandfather John Elsworth Fink. “You may not be a rocket scientist or a chemical engineer…but by god Ronnie, I want you to look at everything. I want you to analyze it for what it truly is. Then I want you to take it all in, for a brain as seemingly complex as yours mustn’t let be put to waste.”At this point in time I am looking at the glass half full, not half empty. Call an epiphany, I call it growing up. And I’m starting to realize I’d better do it pretty quick. The world goes round and it doesn’t wait for anyone. Let’s just hope all this potential is a little more courteous.
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