Middle School Graduation

I have written a 300 page Autobiography and it just so happens I’ve decided I would like to share page 217 with you.

            Day 4745: I was about 13 or 14 years old and I was graduating middle school. This is about as big of a deal as graduating Elementary school. Everyone I knew and all my peers were dressed as spiffy as ever. Wearing a Variety of different colored dresses and dress shirts, as well as slacks, dress skirts and blouses and even a few of the guys actually wore a tie. I went ahead and went in classic band attire, which is black shoes, black slacks, with a white dress shirt. After standing outside the gym doors for what seemed like forever we finally walked in two by two branching off and going to our own seats. We sit quietly patient as Faith Strong gives her speech she had written up for the occasion. I honestly can’t remember much of it but I’m sure it was very encouraging predicting our futures and successes we would eventually achieve. Then the time had come. After three long years of middle school we each go up the stairs on the side of the stage shake a member of the boards hand and get out diploma, and walk down the stairs on the far side. I’m not entirely sure if anyone noticed but I almost tripped on the second to last step walking down. But I’m sure I was “graceful” enough that no one did. Then we all meet up in the cafeteria for cake and punch and to say our goodbyes until next year.