Looking Back--

Every once in a while, I often look back to life as if it was pictures. I look back and think of the times I had while I shared my younger years. Now as a teenager, I think to myself in a few years, would I look back and see this moment as greater moment than reminiscing the past now. Elementary school to me was the Peak noooo Climaxx of my life. Wait "Peak, Climax" who am I kidding, I'm still a teen life has just begun. But back to my Elementary school days. Damn those days were the best, I remember the days of having teachers in 235 raving down our backs to do this or do that. But many of us didn't care at all. Many of us even flunked Elementary school but to our surprise our teachers always found a way to get us "Through The Fire" and made sure we reached Junior High School. To me Junior High School wasn't much of a big experience to me except for the proms, stupid cheese bus trips, and non-stop, in-out of school drama. Oh gosh got off topic again.

Ok, Yes here I am. Recently me and my homeboy Jared and my two homegirls Elyssa and Samara visited our old Elementary school P.S.235. To our surprise many of the teachers were still there. But everyone lost one big element. We all knew that the one we all cherished was gone from us. So I think its only fair enough that we show what we cherish some respect.

R.I.P Ms. Knight

That's right: One of the best principles a student can ever had passed away and people were devastated, but months did allow others to heal while years even lifetimes will allow the rest to heal.

So we visited the School first we asked to go inside security was very nice in letting us know that "Learning was still alive in 235." Being that "Learning was alive in 235" we couldn't enter the building to visit until 3:15 when everybody was dismissed. By the time 3:15 came, facial recognition came into play. My eyes played games with me. Half the teachers I had about 7 years ago looked totally different while others just looked the exact same. So I came across some teachers such as my fourth grade teacher and we just had a conversation that didn't end. It was nice to come back and visit and let the teachers know that they made a difference in your lives. One teacher even told me, it would be nice enough if we could visit more often to be some sort of mentor in the upcoming graduates lives of 235. By the time we got back outside I was amazed to see how the 3rd graders acted, they had this one girl that knew every curse word in the book. (Growing up now and maturing, everyone curses but seeing a little 6 year old curse is pretty funny) In my head I'm saying "Look at this about 8 years ago I couldnt even spell much less curse." I don't know man, I guess its the influence these kids are being preyed upon these days...