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Dear Class of 2021,
We are seniors now. Who would have thought we made it this far? Who would have thought we would be applying to colleges? Or finally turning 18?
This year was supposed to be the year of lasts, instead it’s feeling more like a year of firsts.
Our first first day without all of our classmates.
Our first year without football games.
Our first year without pep rallies. Assemblies. Dances. Field trips.
We understand the seriousness of this situation. People are losing everything.
People are dying. Losing things like football games, dances and field trips might not seem that important in the big picture, but they are important to us.
Sometimes we also want to be upset. We want normal too. We have watched class after class enjoy their senior activities.
Thirteen years of hard work. Thirteen years with our best friends. Thirteen years waiting for this one.
So in case no one told you today, it’s okay to be upset with the cards we have been dealt.
It’s okay to be selfish for one second and think about what all we have lost.
In case no one told you today, I’m sorry your senior year has turned out like this.
But hopefully, all of the obstacles we have had to overcome will teach us to appreciate the things we have and make us stronger in the long run.
So here’s to the hope of a much better 2021 and, with any luck, an “almost normal” second semester.