I forgive you High School.

Written by Alexersion. Wednesday, September 23rd.

Many say that you don't miss something until it's gone. Well, I for sure felt this way when High school abruptly ended. Sometimes, you need and miss things that you dearly dread when it's gone and normality fades away. Looking back, one can clearly say that High school is one which contains a lot to forgive for.

I forgive the way that High school pressures me with lots of work. The way that the work makes my mind grow and adapt. I miss the way that High school heats up fast, the way that I'm always careful and I'm not slacking off. I forgive the stomach-churning feeling when a pop quiz comes. The scarcity of exams tires me out to the extent that I'm actually productive. I forgive the long hours of projects, the rush to get work done fast, the rash exercise in gym class. The way that I can express my ideas on paper in English like a sort of behind-the-scenes therapy. I forgive the hours of homework, the way that it gave me something to do. The way that it made me feel more complete. I miss the completion of assignments, checking, and pressing that submit button. I forgive the High school for its standardized tests and finals. The pressure to an end goal, a finally, a purpose, something to work to.

I miss the interactions with teachers and friends. I forgive the sometimes boring class lectures and appreciate the presence and effort of the teacher. I miss the social hierarchies, the talking with friends freely in the hallways and long corridors of the school; the loud background chatter of cafeteria noises. I forgive High school for their no-talking in class rules as the feeling of just being in the room with others makes the world go by. I forgive the structured bell structure, telling me to get up and be proactive. I forgive the movement of lockers to classes through the long and narrow hallways. I forgive the after school sports, the clubs, the needings to be included in an activity which held more than just me. I forgive the crazy schedules, the variety of classes, the struggles that build me up. I forgive the way that High school and the teachers in it only try their best to make me the best version of myself.

School may be hard. It may be difficult. It may be boring. But I will never forget, that school helps me to become the best version of myself. It eliminated the slack, the procrastination, the way that one gets lazy with no given tasks to do. After going through the COVID-19 pandemic, I realized that it really does suck when one has nothing to do, nothing to work for, separated from friends, and nothing to stress over. I forgive school for its stress as it motivates me to get work done and stay on top of things. And most importantly, I forgive school for their ability to make me smile at times as school does have moments where it's purely just fun.