Good evening everyone! Thank you all so much for coming out to celebrate the class of 2017. It’s been a long and difficult road but we’ve finally made it.
People always say remembering the past is important, otherwise we are doomed to repeat it. But with all the good times we’ve had in Lonoke, some repetition would be pretty nice. We’ve learned so much in our time here, and we owe it all to our wonderful faculty here in the Lonoke School District. I think we owe every single one of them a thank you; they are the reason we’ve made it so far.
Picking up from where Mary left off, it’s time for junior high. As we left the days of good guy recesses and Dewey dog tags; we entered middle school, where grades actually mattered, or so we were told. This was the time we wish we could pretend did not exist. We began to find out who we truly are as a person, and which friends would be there for life. Middle school was the time when everything went on Facebook; silly bands were all the rage; and we wish there wasn’t picture proof of all the dumb stuff we did. But these awkward years actually have some good memories, believe it or not. Who can forget our first job shadow, or the field trip to the museum of discovery? We were finally given a bit of freedom. For the first time, the teachers let us walk to classes by ourselves. It is hard to believe that was a big deal at the time. Having eight classes was a struggle at first, but we made do. Come eighth grade year, we were allowed to pick where we sat at lunch. Now that is what I call an important milestone.
Now on to the time that actually matters: High School. First of all, I believe we were lied to. This was nothing like High School Musical! Where was our basketball star-turned-sensitive singer? As we entered these hallowed halls of Lonoke High, it became increasingly apparent that all those Disney channel teen shows were not how this experience was going to play out. But with spirit week, snow days, and the occasional power outage we made it through. There are some great memories of our time here at LHS. We had a memorable class day and some teachers we will never forget. We struggled our way to senior year, and I think I speak for everyone, when I say that it was a lot more stressful than expected. Thank God for study hall! We wouldn’t have made it without it. All in all, high school was a fantastic experience; it molded us into who we are today, for better or for worse. We couldn’t have asked for a better place to call our home.
I have got to say a huge thank you to my parents. Thank you for all the support along the way, and thank you for all the yelling at me to get my work done, I certainly would not be standing up here today without it.
Now, para mis amigos que hablan español. Realmente no hablo español, pero disfruté cuando miguel lo hizo el año pasado y quería continuar la tradición.