This post is an open letter to the Daniel Webster High School Class of 2013:
I love you with all my heart and wish I could be there to celebrate with you, but life — as you are learning — is a vibrant, glorious parade of unexpected adventures that help us grow into our potential, and like you, I am still growing and learning and moving forward. My adventures have taken me to my mom’s hometown to work for the newspaper there.
I didn’t expect to leave Tulsa quite so soon, and I certainly didn’t expect to find my way back home, but life has a way of sending us where we need to go at that moment, whether we’re expecting it or not. Some of you will end up exactly where you thought you’d be in 10 years. Most of you probably won’t. All of you will change the world, just as you’ve been doing since the day you put those protest slogans on notecards and stapled them to the bulletin board in sophomore English.
As your time at Webster draws to a close and you head out on your own adventures, I’d like to look back with my own set of “remember whens.”
Remember when Alex made that Venn diagram comparing and contrasting Chewbacca and Sasquatch?
Remember when Gabbie talked me into participating in Day of Silence? I didn’t know it was possible to disrupt class without making a single sound, but Keyonna managed to do it.
Remember when we came back from Christmas break to find a mysterious stench in my classroom, and Chasity decided the ghost must have spent the whole break eating Mexican food?
Remember Carmen’s crush on Coach Williams?
Remember when Dionne, Kalynn, and Keyonna translated Hamlet into modern English?
Remember breakfast in the classroom?
Hey, Jasmine — remember Jerome in advisory?
Remember Meeyotch the class fish?
Remember Chris and Ricky’s “that’s what SHE said” jokes? (Why would she say THAT?)
Hey, Anthony — remember when Daryl was “fit’nna rag”?
Remember Fernando’s ironic hat?
Remember the Ultimate Answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything?
Remember That Guy?
There are not many things I am sure of in this crazy world, but here is a thing I know: No member of the Daniel Webster High School Class of 2013 will grow up to be That Guy. You are some of the smartest, sweetest, funniest, and most passionate people I have ever known. I love you all, and I am ridiculously proud of you.