Appendages

I was...

I was young.

I was weird.

I was really weird.

I was friendly and made friends.

I was made fun of sometimes by my friends.

I was making fun of my friends sometimes though.

(This is Aidan Wells)

I was made fun of for having a big nose.

(Credits to Ratatouille)

I was carefree about being made fun of because I have fantastic appendages on my hands.

I am truly thankful for these appendages that we call fingers. They have been with me for as long as I can remember and have allowed me to accomplish multitudes of tasks that I never thought was possible. They were with me when I ate my first slice of pizza, they were with me when first learned to dive into a pool, and they were with me when I first entered Millbrook High School. Some of the experiences I just listed were better than others, but nevertheless, my fingers were always there. As I come to a close of my high school career I have thought a lot about what I might miss when I pass through through the parking lot on my last ride home from high school ever. It is hard to determine the exact things that I will miss because everything seems so normal now. Falling into the routine of 7:20am to 2:20pm everyday was easy, but falling out of it might not be so. However, as I delve into the new routines of my future life I am almost certain that my appendages will be there with me every good and bad step along the way. While this may seem silly, I think it is an important message to realize. There are certain parts of you that knows the past memories created, which makes heading into the future a whole lot easier. As we go throughout life, we progress and we learn. This allows one to grow on a daily basis and take each day as a new adventure. Something I look forward to doing throughout the rest of my life.

Thank you Mrs. Genesky for creating the blog assignments and for being a great teacher! They were fun and my appendages wrote them all for me.  

Peace out.