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“Yaaaaahooooo!!!!!” screamed the students of my school during the last day of classes, as they went racing through the hallways, throwing juice up onto the roof (maybe I’ll put up the vid one of these days). At dismissal time, however, things were a bit more calm, particularly because everyone came to terms with the fact that, well, we’re not coming back to the school next year. We’re not gonna pass through the same color double doors every morning anymore. We’re not going to have the same teachers mortify us; different ones will. We won’t eat the same bad lunch in the same dirty cafeteria anymore’; we’ll do it somewhere else. That’s what was going through everyone’s mind at dismissal time, and without a doubt, these thoughts were one of the reasons why many lingered, as much as possible, around the exit, some crying, many not wanting to leave, all in a pensive mood, until our parents pulled our hairs and ears into the car (along with our bodies too). We did our best to ccme to terms with the uncomfortable truth that we were all growing up, and it was time to leave the K-8 school we’d been at for almost a decade.
It may not have hit me as hard as it hit others; I’d only been at the school since 5th grade. However, I still understood the painstaking task that it must have been for others to comprehend the aforementioned. They’d been there since they were little “tikes” running around stark naked around the pool; since they first learned their alphabet and numbers. They’d come to know all the teachers, they’d come to know the school better than the architects who designed and built it. It was hard.
Now, almost three months afterwards, on the penultimate day of summer vacation 2008, I sit here, at my laptop, typing up this blog entry, and I start to remember all this. It tells me many things, but the most painful one is the fact that we’re growing up. We used to be little kids, whose height didn’t even reach the door knobs, walking in a line, behaving our best, not saying so much as a single syllable to another student so as to not get in trouble and get a time out. Then, in the same halls, years later, we were the “big kids” we’d aspired to be, with facial hair, deeper, but crackly, voices; and other things particular to each gender (:D). We started forming our opinions about things; we came to understand what was beyond the city limits, we learned how babies are really made, and a bunch of other things. We changed, basically. We weren’t the cute little silent kids anymore. We were different.
When I went home the day after that lingering dismissal, I went to the infamous “End of the Year” celebration. Before that, however, I was with two other friends enjoying a hearty meal that’d been prepared for us as a grad gift, of sorts. That was the beginning. It was the beginning of a transitional period. A transitional period that, well, would transition into something new, something unlike what we’d done and experienced. It was the last breath, perhaps, that the little innocence in us gave. We’re “high school-ers” now, we’re freshmen, we’re “grown-ups”. Pretty soon, we won’t be riding bike or the bus to school, we’ll be driving our own cars to school. We have more responsibility now; we can watch PG-13 movies now (legally), and within a few years, the R-rated ones too. We’re cool!
All this might seem like high school’s going to be the time of our lives, and it probably will be. Without a doubt, it’ll be an interesting, fun time. But we must never forget where we all started. Sometimes, we should just sit down, fire up the PC, and look at all the pictures we took the day of the juice incident, the day of the band concert (or the various band concerts, I should say), the day of the field trip to Universal Studios, the day of the Social. Who can forget the History and Geography Bees, Ms. Schenquerman’s wild party. We should do this to just refresh the folder in our mind that’ll store all this forever. We can never forget the times we had with our friends. We might forget our homework, our chores, our responsibilities, and without a doubt, what we had for breakfast this morning; but we’ll never forget this.
Summer 2008 was no longer a closure, but a transition, as aforementioned. After this, there’s no turning back. Sure, we’ll visit our old teachers at every chance we get, but we can never be taught by them again. We can never sit at the same chair and fall asleep at the same lectures ever again. What we can do, however, is appreciate how much those same lectures meant to us. How much those teachers valued us; how much we loved them. Although I’ve been at the school a shorter time than most of my compadres, I think I speak for all of us when we say that forgetting about Coral Way – the good and the bad times, the friends we made, the crazy stuff we did and experienced – and Summer 2008 – water parks, beaches, movies, and maybe movie shoots too (in my case :D) – it’s just not doable.
To the former students of Coral Way K-8 – hope you guys have an awesome time in high school, and college; wish you guys the best of luck in your professional careers, and I hope to see you guys again someday. After all, we’ll all stick together – no matter what, no matter how,
A short clip (for which shooting did not finish) about a girl whose family is forced to move out of their home; and learns to appreciate the better things in life; it is dedicated to celebrating family and friends, as well as a compilation of the good times I had with my friends this summer ’08. Hope you guys like it!
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The original idea for this article was suggested by my girlfriend, Gia. Half credit goes to her.
“As of March 31, 2008, 1.407 billion people use the Internet according to Internet World Stats.”
Every morning, those of us who have computers turn it on and immediately start doing something. Most of the time it involves the Internet, which much like the PC itself, is an indispensable tool. We being to do stuff, and then we become a bit bored, and what do we decide to do? Play some music! Oh, no, wait – this is my new PC; I don’t have any of my music files here. Wait, I also have none of my games here. And Mom took the laptop on her trip, so.. I can’t get to them either! Man! Well, it wouldn’t hurt to download some more stuff, I mean; this PC does have that 250 GB hard drive… might as well!
Then you start to get all this stuff off the Net – wallpapers for your desktop, music for your iTunes, games for your emulators, coffee for your cup (it might as well be possible) And what allows you to get all this? THE INTERNET!
The Internet has become such a huge commodity, that sometimes we just stop and look at the download log. Half the fun in computing, at least in my experience, is downloading stuff. Download games, music, even entire operating systems (Linux!) The grand number of things you can download off the net is simply ginormous (is that a word?)
In the early 90s, when PCs were somewhat new, and were only then being introduced into the common American household and only then being made accessible to those with little to no knowledge of DOS or any of those hard-to-learn systems, the Internet wasn’t that fast. Heck, it was barely available. I mean, yes it was there, but it only allowed for viewing of text, and images, and other small little things that nowadays are something that we think of as small elements on a page which load super-fast. I mean, now, the Internet, as well as the community of developers and technicians that make ever so many website, applications, videos, games, and more for it; both these things are huge. Just look at the spectrum of things we can do now – watch entire movies, find a date, buy a car, rent a house, play games, listen to music, talk to people, keep up with our blogs – and so much more. The Internet has indeed grown to be a part of our lives, so much that those days that Mom forgets to pay the bill, and I’m without Internet, a part of me dies.
Okay, maybe that’s a bit too exaggerated.
Every great thing in the universe, however, has its disadvantages. The Internet, as useful and revolutionaryas it is, has also brought problems that would have never occurred before. Sites like MySpace and Facebook have, for a long time, been criticized as places where criminals are able to abduct children, where people fake their identities to get whatever it is they might want; where fraud is more likely to occur, where secret information can easily be shared, when privacy becomes a privilege, etc. These things cannot be ignored, but the Internet, like I said, is at the same time so useful, that it cannot be abandoned, despite the problems it’s caused, in addition to the great things it’s done.
The Internet is a powerful thing, and without a doubt an icon of modern-day technology. Many inventions are developed every day, every month, every year, but only a handful of them grow to not only have a great effect upon society, but become an integral part of the common Joe’s life. The Internet, which had its beginnings as a military experiment, was fortunately one of those.