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It’s finally April. April is always the most encouraging month: Spring Break is here, the school year is almost over, and everything seems a bit more optimistic when the sun’s out and the flowers begin to bloom.

And then it really hits you: the school year is almost over. After a long, relaxing summer break, each class will undergo something new. Freshmen are excited to not be the youngest at last. Sophomores, perhaps, are dreading the looming onslaught of standardized tests. Juniors, of course, will become the oldest and wisest in the school. Then there’s us, the seniors. We’ve experienced every one of those grade levels, earned our “elder” status, but soon will be thrust into an entirely new environment.

I can vividly recall my first day of high school. I remember searching for room 212 in the annex and the utter confusion concerning which lunch I was assigned. Sophomore year I had a bit more confidence as well as a growth spurt (I’m now a proud 5’ 2½”.). Last year was somewhat of a blur between scheduling SATs, APs, and a social life.

Senior year has gone so quickly too, not that I didn’t pray for that to happen many times. I anticipated a good amount of the year’s events. College applications were a nightmare that resulted in minor panic attacks and sleep deprivation. 

Some of the year, however, was completely unexpected. Course loads are far from easy. My teachers still assign homework frequently and test us regularly (I had mistakenly assumed that being a second semester senior might count for something.).

Yet, senior year is still all about having fun and taking advantage of every last weekend of every last month in high school.

And, unfortunately, this is my last column. I have loved being your Features Editor this year, and I hope that you have enjoyed reading the page each issue.

Alison  Wonderland

By: Allison Goldman

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