Letter to a Friend
The Power of Friendship

Big Impact

Over the course of my life, I could always clearly see what was going to happen next. I knew what I was going to do, where I was going and who I wanted to be. No one was going to change, not my mother, my brother or anyone else. Until I got the news I was going to Fenn.
Until the age of nine, I went to a school with underprivileged kids, underplayed teachers and a gym where the floors were rotting. I lived in Lowell and I expected to stay there for the rest of my life. The one day my mother put me in the car and rode right by my school. Curiously, I finally asked her where we were going. She told me about this school that I was going to tour in a town I had never heard of; concord. Finally entering the town, my eyes were amazed. The houses were so big, the people were all white and they all knew each other like they were family. I was very excited to see this school that my mom made sound fun (which is not how I would’ve described school at the time). When we arrived at the school, I was nervous and mesmerized at the same time. Having to meet new kids and teachers made me a little scared. Though looking at the clean white wood of each building gave me a satisfying feeling.

Walking into the building not knowing what to expect, a guy who looked very well dressed shook my hand and introduced himself as Mr. Hayes. 

Not knowing anything about independent schools, I thought, “what a weirdo, he’s wearing a suit at school.” 
 
As he walked us around the school my mother had a big smile on her face. She was intrigued, excited and happy. She focused on all the things that Fenn could give me, that my other school couldn’t. Me on the other hand, I was thinking about the horrible things about this school, and all the things I would lose by coming to this school. I was thinking about how stupid the dress code is, how we had to move to get to different classes (I was super lazy) and how it was a all boys school. 
 
When we finally reached the end of the tour, I was told to take a test. I wasn’t expecting it and I didn’t know what to expect. As I entered the room there were about 10 other kids in there also taking the test. 

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