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For me, it’s that time of year again… some of us are already back and school and some of us (like me), are desperately clinging to the last few days of freedom before we dive back into school work and revision for exams. The back to school season has commenced and summer is slowly becoming a distant memory.
Usually, by the end of the summer I can’t wait to go back to school. It’s not because I particularly want to go to lessons and wake up at 6am and have homework… but rather due to the fact by this point I’m generally bored of summer and want to get back to doing something. However this year, I kind of don’t want to go back.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not because I hate school of anything, but it’s recently occurred to me that I’m going into my final year of school ever. I mean yeah, I plan to go to Uni, but Uni and school aren’t exactly the same thing, and they don’t have the same feel at all, so this is my last first day of school ever again… And that absolutely terrifies me.
A couple weeks ago, I watched the entirety of One Tree Hill from beginning to end (as you do) and the final episode really stuck with me. Obviously, part of that was because it was the final episode, but a lot of it was due to what Nathan said at the beginning of the episode.
“It’s the oldest story in the world, one day you’re 17 planning for someday, and then quietly, and without you ever really noticing, someday is today and then someday is yesterday and this is your life.”
I like change (from time to time…), and I like new things, but one thing I don’t like is saying goodbye. And in retrospect, this year is gonna be nothing but a year of goodbyes. Goodbye to the unnecessarily long first day assembly, goodbye to the “what did you do all summer” conversations… With every day that goes by, there’s one less day of being a schoolchild, and we’re all one day closer to being classed as an adult.
In my lifetime I’ve been to a total of 5 schools, which is a lot more than I should have been to at my age, however it means that technically I should be used to the whole goodbye thing by now. However this one is a lot different. Prior to this year, whenever I’ve left a school, I’ve known that eventually I’m gonna end up in another school; It will be different, but at least it will be a school. However this time next year, we’ll all be preparing to go to different places. The people that I’m the closest to at the moment, the people that I’m used to spending at least five days a week with, will be scattered across the country… hours away from me. This is the last year of teachers caring about whether I show up to my lessons or not, caring about when I hand in my homework. This is the last year where all the responsibility isn’t piled on my shoulders.
So, (at the risk of sounding incredibly cliché), if like me you’re going into your final year of school, remember that your days as a schoolchild are numbered. School may not be the most entertaining thing in our lives, but it’s where we’ve grown up, made some of our best friends, and learnt a lot more than academic stuff. School is responsible for a lot of the things that make us who we are. School shaped us. And soon we have to say goodbye to it.
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