There has been 14 people in my life that stood constant for three years. We, together, formed an assigned advisory in 2007, and we were filled with insecurities, curiosities, and blank faces. Three years later, we came together for the last time, and we were no longer those people who we feared were going to be eaten alive. We were no longer the people who we still see that are lost and immature. We threw a minor party, and made a toast to our family. Yes, a family -- for the most part. For some of us, we were people who lost family members, friends, our valuable possessions, and even a bit of our own self. We learned to grow, and ended up finding who we were and who we want to be in the midst of it all. From it all, I learned that different people are able to come together and make an impact. Truth is, I didn't really noticed it before, but those same 14 people, who I saw everyday in a classroom called advisory, were the people who changed me. Sometimes, you can't stop change from happening, because change isn't all about words and actions, it can be so very silent.
Desirae, Juan, Jorge, Natasha, Lucely, Tachrina, Brittany, Monee, Marlon, Joshua, Ricardo, Michelle, Vianca, Bianca ..
And the man who strapped the "S" on his chest, Mr. Jumelle. It has to be hard to hear stories of 14 students for three years. The stories that made you want to pull out the imaginary hairs on your head, stories that made you want to change the world just to make it just a little better, all the stories you heard--never just listen but heard--must have been hard. You weren't holding our hand, but you was just the hand on our backs that was sure to pat us or push us when needed. Thank you.
Today, we celebrated ourselves as an advisory. Today, I explained how much I love these 14 people. Today was an emotional day, but it was a celebration of three years. Three Years of Mistakes and Love.
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