Twelve years ago
the class of 2015
started the journey
of a lifetime together
we were sent off to school
with brand-new backpacks
waiting to be filled
bright eyes
and eager smiles
We clambered into classrooms
arms wide open
with endless potential
We daydreamed
of what we would grow up
to be
doctors and firemen
astronauts and dancers
And through the years
each challenge,
success
and even failure,
was a new lesson
tucked carefully into our backpacks
The experiences we carried through this journey
have molded us
into the people we are today
athletes and artists
scholars and musicians
We put in the work
and took some...
well-deserved breaks
but everything so far
has led up to this
right now
So here we are
being sent off
into the world
Our backpacks now well-worn
from the places
we have already been
filled to the brim
with the knowledge
we have acquired
along the way
And we will step surely off this stage
bright eyes
Eager smiles
arms wide open
with endless potential
By Nicole LaFond
This blog aims to highlight the student experience at North Attleborough High School, from the point of view of students for the whole community!
Friday, May 22, 2015
Class of 2015: A Poem
Take a moment
Look to your left
Look to your right
Some of these faces
You've known since kindergarten
Some of these faces
You'll never see again
But as we all sit
Side by side
Take a moment
We've spent these years
In a hurry
A hurry to grow up
Busy wishing and dreaming
For the start of our lives
Bus as we all sit
The class of 2015
Palms are clenching seats
Hearts are pounding
And thoughts are scattered
We can't hear ourselves think
Trying to catch our breath
In this bittersweet wind
We must take a moment
For ourselves
Before we walk across the stage
To live in this moment
We made it!
By Samantha Cummings
Look to your left
Look to your right
Some of these faces
You've known since kindergarten
Some of these faces
You'll never see again
But as we all sit
Side by side
Take a moment
We've spent these years
In a hurry
A hurry to grow up
Busy wishing and dreaming
For the start of our lives
Bus as we all sit
The class of 2015
Palms are clenching seats
Hearts are pounding
And thoughts are scattered
We can't hear ourselves think
Trying to catch our breath
In this bittersweet wind
We must take a moment
For ourselves
Before we walk across the stage
To live in this moment
We made it!
By Samantha Cummings
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