It is with fond memories and a large smile that the Family says a sort of farewell to Johnson Junior High. Our youngest was promoted. Lookout Pierce, there are two Arens roaming the halls of the high school again! This should add to the fun. Four generations have received their HS Diploma from Pierce and it is a sober, humbling thought. Even more so thinking of those fifth and sixth generation families ahead of us.
What an exceptional 8th-grade Commencement! The Girls decorated the Flex with balloons and streamers in celebration of their sister and her peers’ achievement. Only lost one balloon that burst during our breakneck, turtles’ pace race to make it on time. The only other causality, a confetti balloon that sprinkled its contents all over the car next to us. Red-faced for littering the place, but thankful that their windows were up.
I was impressed to see our school board members as parking attendants and capably fitting all of us and vehicles into the parking lot. I had the best seat in the house. Easy to argue that everyone had the best seat; all of us stayed comfortably in our cars and turned the FM radio to hear the festivity. The Flag Salute, two student speakers (they did a marvelous job), the 8th-grade staff reading out each student’s name, and the principal’s authoritative pronouncement of promotion; the ceremony completed in twenty-one minutes.
Our Seniors graced Gregg LeMaster Field for Graduation the following evening. I wasn’t in attendance but know that it was no less spectacular for the times. The students socially distanced in the stands and the spectators took to the field. It was another unique and memorable experience given the circumstances.
So many came together to pull this off. A personal thank you to all! I live in awe and gratitude amidst those that call this place home. I experienced another tender mercy sitting absorbed in the revelry and watching the Youngster bask with her colleagues in their moment of prominence. May it be just another of so many such events for them in their lifetime!
Limon Lays? A tangy, citrusy snack. The chips provided the weight for a helium balloon, a congratulation gift to my daughter. Not sure I’d be snacking on them on my own. Apropos: when given lemons, make lemonade. I love where I live and where I come from. We take care of each other! It’s darn near perfect. Look to the sun and some fresh air to knock that that ails ya. I have a full and grateful heart.