The more things change, the more things stay the same. Today we visited the new high school in our neighborhood to kick off the opening of the building. It is HUGE. That’s the part that has changed.
Aside from that (and the short shorts that look like bikini bottoms), the kids aren’t all that different. The jocks still sit together on the bleachers, yell loudly for their coach and chant wildly when they get together. The cheerleaders are still bright and full of energy, excited for the new year. Everyone else, sitting on the sidelines watching what’s happening.
Brings back memories… good and bad. Such a unique time in the life of a teen.
What are your best and worst high school memories?
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