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February 2020

Having to Say Goodbye

Riding with Fitz for four years


“I’m no good at goodbyes” - Post Malone



      Every Tuesday at 7AM for the past 4 years my mother has done the same thing. Driving me in a 2012 edition silver Toyota Highlander to Fitz’ house across town. Each time I walk through the same old, red wood door with paint chipped off of it after being worn over time. I sit down on the long, brown leather couch and wait for Fitz to come out of his room and make a cup of coffee so we can leave. Over the past four years I have gone through the same experience with a different group of kids each year. As time went one the amount of people kept on decreasing more and more each year. This year I am the last person left that goes on a ride with Fitz each Tuesday morning to Fenn. Next year Fitz will be by himself every morning on his way to Fenn. Driving with Fitz really starts to put into perspective; everything at some point will eventually come to an end, no matter how much you enjoy it. You just have to move on.

      It’s sad to think about things coming to end, but eventually everything will have to, and you just have to accept it. I have done the same thing for the past four years and now the time has come, I must move on. The people that used to join me in going to Fitz’ house have also had to move on just like I have to do now. Over the past four years they all left one by one eventually leading to me. Going to Fitz’ house every Tuesday is fun for me. Having his dog Milo greet me each time with more love than most dogs have shown towards me is only one of the great things I have experienced throughout this. Saying goodbye to this little piece of my life is a hard thing to do. There are probably little things in everybody’s life that they don’t realize it would be hard to say goodbye to. But like I said the beginning, everything comes to an end, and you just have to move on.

So whenever you have to say goodbye, you just have to accept it and move on.




Experience With a Friend

My friend and I having a great time


“Sometimes, just spending some quality time with good friends is the only therapy you need” - Unknown



      We all have our differences. My friend Saran and I our different and we are great friends. My friend Saran and I have been friends since preschool. We have lots of major differences and I had one of my favorite times ever with him.

      In the beginning of 2020, my friend Saran invited me to come with him to a YMCA with him because he wanted to go with a friend. My friend Saran comes from a completely Sri Lankan family. Most of his family lived in Sri Lanka or currently lives in Sri Lanka. We went to the same preschool together and miraculously we are still friends after not having gone to the same school since preschool. One night in January my mom got a call from his mom asking if I wanted to go to the YMCA with him. Since I hadn’t seen him in a couple of months I immediately said yes. At around 6pm their  family pulled up to my house and we were off. The car ride was funny but stressful at the same time. This was because his father had turned on his phone to text someone while he was driving, Obviously, Sarans mom got mad at him and for the rest of the car ride they were yelling at each other in a different language that neither of us understood and occasionally the car would swerve. Eventually we got to the YMCA. We had a great time together doing things like pickle ball, soccer, and swimming. It’s some of the most fun I’ve ever had.

      Saran and I have our differences and we are still great friends. It didn’t matter that his family is Sri Lankan, it didn’t matter that we haven’t seen each other in a couple of months, and it didn’t matter that we only went to preschool together. It only mattered that our friendship has lasted forever and we had a great time together.

      No matter your differences between you and a friend, you can always have a great time, just like I did.



Exclusion, and Finding a way around things

How I found a way around a tough situation


“The way I see it, if you want to see the rainbow you gotta put up with the rain”

-Dolly Parton


      We all get excluded sometimes. I was excluded from a basketball game because, “I wasn’t as good as them.” Sometime during middle school my friends were playing basketball and I asked if I could join and because they felt I wasn’t that good they wouldn’t let me join. I knew I had to find a way around this.

      In middle school, I walked up to my friends who were playing basketball in the gym at recess and asked if I could play with them because I had nothing to do. It was a regular old school day. Went to advisor, had first period, and went to all school meeting. Once all school meeting was done it was time for recess. I decided that because it was basketball season I might as well head to the gym to practice. I strolled over to the doors of the gym and when a opened them I saw three of my friends putting together a 2v2 game of basketball. I thought to myself that playing with them would be an even better way to practice and get better. I walked over to them and asked if I could join. What he said was something along the lines of, “your not really that good at basketball we need to find someone better than you before you can join us.” Obviously that hurt a little because you don’t want to hear someone not letting you join just because you are worse. I decided to leave them alone and eventually they did find someone to join them. To work around this I gathered some of my other friends who weren’t doing anything and we played basketball together. I feel that I actually had more fun playing with them than I would with the other kids, because they didn’t put me down if they thought I wasn’t as good as them. That was a good way to work around the block my other friends out in front of me.

      Nobody likes getting excluded. I got excluded from my friends when they were playing basketball. It didn’t matter that they excluded me, it didn’t matter that what they said hurt me, and it didn’t matter that it was just middle school. It only mattered that I had friends who accepted me for who I am, and that I found a way around the problem.

      Getting excluded shouldn’t stop you, just like it didn’t stop me. There will always be a way around bad things that will make them good.