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The excitement of high school stands quietly now
All alumni remember, having taken their final bow
Somewhere in the background, singing from above
British vocalist Lulu sings again, “To Sir With Love”
As youth, daydreaming of playing for the Golden Bears
To proudly wear the gold and white with spirit and flair
Gridiron warriors bare their souls and accomplish more
A championship berth misses by a single game’s score
Determined grapplers take down each and every contender
These wrestlers secure gold, no longer seen as pretenders
Teamwork and tenacity deliver wins on the hardwood
Basketball championship arrives, because they could
Daily routines pack every academic day
Lunchtime jukebox in the cafeteria plays
The staff educates with authority and motivation
Always with immense pride and lasting dedication
Like a human compass, Mr. Fox draws a perfect shape
Dressed as a cowboy, Mr. Ensign imparts history’s fate
As dependable as a clock, Mrs. Brush teaches math each day
With surprising humor, Mr. Welchlin makes geology fun to play
Days filled with books, manual typewriters, and slide rules
Never imagining computers that today’s students find cool
Ah, the memories still live for so many after these years
Careers, families, and challenges drive us without fear
The years advance as more gray hair arrives
However, keen minds remain strong and alive
Never forgetting, these high school years stand tall
Filling hearts and minds, memories continue for all
These memories give you a glimpse into my final high school year at Billings West High School. Yes, it was way back in 1974, now 45 years ago this month. God has blessed me to remember these events and happenings from long ago.
A year ago at this time, I was leaving the classroom again. After 40 years as a classroom teacher, activities director, and coach, I was passing on the torch to other colleagues to continue on. Enjoy a previously published poem that many of you probably missed in Teacher’s Final Day.
Wonderful write! my friend! Delightful!
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Thank you for sharing such a kind thought and being a friend as well.
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You’re welcome my friend 😊
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Dammmn boy!You write so well and play out the memories so cool you sound like a boy born Yesterday.Sometimes it is hard to relate your writing to your age cuz it sounds so fresh and good…..
God bless you more Buckeye…Never gave me your actual name you know?Though I love Bigskybuckeye…sounds like Guardian angel in the sky.
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Hussein, Richard is the creative mind behind Big Sky Buckeye. Thank you for making me feel like I am 36 again.
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36 nooo.I saw 20.You are welcome Richard…nope am used to Buckeye. Thanks for being here with me again.
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Excellent.
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Thanks for reading. I always appreciate you stopping to read my writing.
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I just wanted to let you know that I nominated you for the Liebster Blog Award! You definitely do not have to participate if you don’t want to, but here is the post if you are interested. 🙂
https://maysarose.wordpress.com/2019/06/06/liebster-blog-award/
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“To sir with love” was one of my most favourite movies. 😊
I so enjoyed reading Class of’74. You certainly have a way with words Big Sky. Thank you for sharing your talent with us.
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Sonrisa, your kind words are always appreciated. I have enjoyed the film as well, more than once for sure. It brings home the emotional connection that teachers are blessed with.
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Delightful piece!!
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Thank you Diana. I enjoyed some fun going through my memories.
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You’re most welcome! 🙂
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