Imagine yourself in the middle of the Caribbean on a white sandy beach with the ocean
breeze lightly blowing through your hair, the scent of the big blue salty body of water in
front of you and the juicy burgers sizzling on a bar-b-q, an ice cold beer in your hand, and
not a worry in the world. I know. It sounds pretty nice. Well let me tell you something.
Grade 12 is the complete opposite of that. It’s not like a nice vacation where you can
relax, it’s like walking through a court room being innocent about something and
knowing your getting sentenced 25 to life. Your sitting in class and teachers are
furnishing you with work, your peers are befuddling you so you can’t get your
assignments completed and handed in on time, all your emotions have gone astray and
right out the door. You feel dead and you feel like you want to just give up. All your
thinking about is getting out of the dark, horrendous, bone-chilling place they
call high school. It may feel like the end of your life to you, and not feel like your
loosening up on a recliner in the Caribbean , but really, grade 12 is the beginning to the
start of your greatest accomplishments.
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