Watching Time Fly From the BLUE BOX.

                                            “You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.”
― Dr. Seuss, Oh, the Places You'll Go!

Thirteen years ago on that early August day in the year of 1999, we walked through those doors of the Park Elementary School. I remember that nervous feeling I felt when I was introduced to my kindergarten teacher Mrs. Szink. People often use the expression that “it felt like it was yesterday” but truthfully, I can back that saying up. All we can do now is reminisce and enjoy the adventures that we endured throughout these beautiful thirteen years. I remember my first best friend Bethany Baldwin and that day that I went crying to the nurses office after I got a bloody nose. I remember when I used to play in the sandlot with Chuckie Brown's BMX figures and getting excited for field day. The memories can go on and on and in the end , we look back and REMEMBER.

Three years passed and we were in already in Hulet? Wow, those Park School days sure flew by. A time where we looked forward to reading because the reward were Foree Bucks for Mrs. Forees Store. Of course there were those times when we even had pen pals. In Elementary School, we never kept the same best friend. I swear Bethany Baldwin was my best friend a couple times throughout the years! That is one of the best parts that I have lived throughout this experience; we gain unforgettable friendships with people. So adios Mr Hansen, learning how to square dance was quite eventful!

Junior High was said to be drama. For some it was but for others it wasn't. I remember opening up more and letting go of the shy person I was. What a strange thought to think that I, Maria Garcia, used to be shy. The 2012 train grew in junior high when more members including students from the reservation joined our class. Well the adventures of junior high included awkward dances, boyfriends and girlfriends, braces and write-ups. I still can not believe Mr. McMahon is an incredibly fast runner with a belly! Well looking back now,there are times that stick out and those three years were a trip. We MUST not forget freezing our butts off at our promotion. As the weather was insane, each of us crossed that bridge to the high school with only four years left.

I will never forget how upset the upperclassmen were when we won freshman air band-priceless! From that day on, we became a legend.:) Mr. Carlson's “Lenny” voice was classic and in his class, everyday was a party. Homecoming was a time for our class to reunite, even if it meant staying late in Mrs. Carlson's room AKA, our home. Spending FOREVER setting up for Prom and being a bunch of grumps was well worth it because OUR prom was the bomb! Here we are now, with four months left in our senior year; four months left out of the thirteen years that we spent together. We have built bonds that will forever stay with us. Hundreds of memories have been made within each member of our class and it has been one heck of a ride down the fast lane. Happy times like this make me forget the sad times I experienced in the blue box. There is one thing that is true about the class of 2012; they did save the best for last.