Reflections

So the other day in Deacon Puscas’s Theology IV class, I was talking with Spencer, Russ, and Seabass, and the four of us were reminiscing about freshman basketball. While we were talking about it, I found myself thinking: “It feels just like yesterday that all of these memories took place.” And then it hit me. They say high school goes by very quickly and I realized, it’s true. It seems just like yesterday that I was sitting there outside the school waiting for orientation to begin. As I replay that image in my head of our class that first day, I realize how far we’ve come and how much we’ve grown. Its been a difficult journey, some more so than others, but we’ve made it to the end. As our time at Central comes to a conclusion, just think of all of the memories we will have in our heads for as long as we live. I did, and the following is a brief list of those, many of which can also be claimed by others too:

• Freshman basketball
• Freshman baseball- especially singing “Afternoon Delight”
• Winning Regionals in basketball last year
• Bus rides- these can be said for everyone, no matter the sport
• CK 15- including the leader meltdown
• Mr. Scarbeary’s puns
• Mr. Krebs fixing ties
• Ms. Marino’s: “Bigger picture”
• Dale and Hank’s full-body suits during the Marmion-ACC games
• US History AP with Coach Drye
• Dances
• Russell’s Mr. ACC speech
• Mr. Parker’s Funky Function Dance
• Coach Curry’s rants
• Fernando’s 10th grade student council speech
• Chris Alcock while we’re on the topic of former students
• The food fight sophomore year when Mr. Stallons remarked to my English class “Sound like a Revolution” as he closed the door
• Brian mooning Coach Cournaya during soccer practice
• Dhruv’s nipple getting owned by the track
• Spencer giving Coach Lindo the “churchbells” sophomore year

The list could go on and on. And my list will only represent a fraction of the memories this class holds. I know football players will always remember two-a-days, and there are those that will always remember the musicals. There are always those classes and those teachers that you’ll remember forever. As we move on to the next step in our life’s journey, I ask my fellow seniors to hold on to those memories. I also would like to wish them all good luck on the rest of their lives. It may be cliched, but this really is the “Oh-So-Fine” Class of ‘09. Good luck, graduates, and God bless.