I had my high school reunion last night. I graduated in May of 1968 from the old school. I actually graduated a year early.
I wasn't double promoted, but I took the maximum class load in the 10 grade, went to summer school, then took extra classes my senior year.
I'm not sure why I was in such a hurry to get out of school, but I was on a mission and I made it happen. I did manage to get into college and flunk freshman English a year before most of the kids I grew up with.
I've always felt a little out of place at the reunions of the Class of 68. It's not the people, they took me in. I had the lead in the senior play. But many of them were together from the first grade through their senior year. They had stories about things that happened back in the day. I laughed along with them, but most of my stories were with the Class of 69, because they are the folks I went through school with.
In looking back, I'm not sure I'd do anything differently, because I feel things work out as they should.
So last night, I was the photographer. I gathered people in groups and shot pictures of smiling faces.
Next year, I'll probably crash the 45 reunion of the Class of 69. I wasn't in the annual that year, but I know most of their stories.
I wasn't double promoted, but I took the maximum class load in the 10 grade, went to summer school, then took extra classes my senior year.
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I'm not sure why I was in such a hurry to get out of school, but I was on a mission and I made it happen. I did manage to get into college and flunk freshman English a year before most of the kids I grew up with.
I've always felt a little out of place at the reunions of the Class of 68. It's not the people, they took me in. I had the lead in the senior play. But many of them were together from the first grade through their senior year. They had stories about things that happened back in the day. I laughed along with them, but most of my stories were with the Class of 69, because they are the folks I went through school with.
In looking back, I'm not sure I'd do anything differently, because I feel things work out as they should.
So last night, I was the photographer. I gathered people in groups and shot pictures of smiling faces.
Next year, I'll probably crash the 45 reunion of the Class of 69. I wasn't in the annual that year, but I know most of their stories.
You took some great photos! Memories ...
ReplyDeleteAwwww you got to graduate early? That's amazing!!
ReplyDeleteNot quite the same for me but when I started my first year here at secondary school (aged 11) I was put in the erm.. "remedial" class - BUT the class was the BEST CLASS EVER! They were absolutely wonderful people and I made so many friends. Then in my second year the teachers thought to move me to the "intelligent" class but they only told me this as we gathered in assembly so I had to suffer the ignominy of leaving my class then and there and walking to my new class. No-one from my previous class spoke to me after! :-( That was an evil time. But I went to a reunion decades later and the previous class continued to hold that one act against me! LOL!!
Sorry am rambling now!! Take care
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I've never gone to a reunion. So many of the people I remember are on the Deceased List -- including the first boy I ever kissed.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Beautiful picture of you and Jilda!
ReplyDeleteI think you should crash next years reunion, you will probably have a blast ;)
ReplyDeleteSounds like a good reunion, but yes, you should go to the 69' one. My mom used to go to her reunions when she was in her seventies. She had so much fun.
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