An Open Letter to the Class of 2018

C. Bushway '18

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Junior year is coming to a close, and just a few weeks ago it seemed like it would never end. And now what, it’s May! We’ve battled standardized tests, AP exams and late late nights. The infamous Nardin Academy Junior year and guess what, we conquered it. We’ve climbed the mountain and now only the sky’s the limit.

So guys, our time as Nardin Academy students is rapidly approaching its end. In less than a year, we will be alumni, will know our college choice, and will have crossed the stage in our white dresses. We will all be going our separate directions, but there will always be that sense of community.  It’s weird to think that only 3 short years ago I was panically messaging my friends about how we didn’t have any classes together. It still feels just like yesterday I was in that boat. And now, I have met so many incredible people, and they have become some of my closest friends. I feel so sincerely lucky to be a part of the class of 2018.

When I think back to freshman and sophomore year and even junior year, there are a lot of memories of late nights and papers thrown around in despair. But, those seem blurry in comparison to the memories we have made. From when our freshman retreat buses got lost, but we still had a blast in the foyer of Nardin, to when we danced the night away at prom. It is those times that are going to stick with me, not the occasional failing grade or bad paper.

Next year we walk the hallowed halls as seniors. We are the leaders of the school. And it comes with a lot of privilege, but it also comes with  a sacred sort of responsibility. I can’t tell you what to do, sometimes I can’t even tell myself what to do, but I can ask you to make next year as amazing as possible. It is our last chance as a class to make an impact. We can be the ones who the underclassmen look up to, not who they fear.

We are the past. We are the present We are the future. We are the class of 2018.

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