Written By: Dylan Howdyshell
Four years. That’s how long I’ve attended Waynesboro High School. When you say it like that, though, it sounds like a longer time that it seemed. Well, that’s not entirely true, either. At times, it did seem like a really long time. But now, at the end, of all things, I feel like it went by too fast. As cliché as that may sound, it’s the truth.
Even since the first day of ninth grade, my freshman year, I always thought that my final days at Waynesboro High would be happy ones. And they are. Yet, there is a quiet nagging at the edge of my consciousness, one that senses and warns against a impending closure — the ending of a larger part of my life. I want to be entirely happy about moving forward with my career and education, but I just can’t. Could anyone, really?
Next year, I’ll be off to college, starting my education for a professional career in some field, taking the next step to enter the “real world,” as it is so readily known. And I worry. Uncertainties, and small amounts of fear, plague me in my waking hours. Too, I am terribly excited for all sorts of new adventures and experiences — all the things that life as a newly independent individual offers. But regrets linger. I wonder, “What could I have done to have made my high school experience better?” And I answer, with some confidence, “Not much.”
True, I feel my high school experience was an exceptional one; I always had fantastic and loyal friends, and I made some new and equally fantastic friends along the way, as well as innumerable other acquaintances, who I will likely forget; those things tend to happen. I never had any issues with bullying, discipline, or any other kind of trouble. And for the most part, I enjoyed a relatively congenial atmosphere with my classmates. I tried to develop friendships with most, but regrettably not all, of my teachers — most of whom I became very fond of, and hope to remain in contact with, for sometime after our commencement.
To be sure, I will be mildly sad to leave WHS. It is undeniably, and primarily, a grade-A facility, in which a capital education is offered, whether or not you choose to receive it. I am glad to have been a part of this establishment, and I leave with a weighted heart. My years at Waynesboro High School are chock-full of countless memories, moments and occasions, events and happenings that I will never forget. Associations and recollections, all made during my time there, are some of the better ones I’ve ever had. Certainly, and perhaps only by happenstance, my time at Waynesboro has borne witness to some of the most momentous, and concerning my personal character, developmentally important years of my, very, very new life.
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