Yesterday marked the last first day of school I’ll ever have (barring grad school, which seems highly unlikely). I always loved the first day of school. It smells like freshly sharpened Ticonderogas, (the only pencil worth using, as Mr. Kreider advised), new notebooks, and, my favorite, brand new crayons.
I tried not to let my mind get clouded with thoughts about what would happen after school. Instead I reminisced. To commemorate this momentous occasion, I decided to recreate the outfit I wore on my very first day of school… all those years ago.
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My first day of Kindergarten and my first day as a Senior in college… My last first day of school ever. It’s really crazy to think that I’ll soon be done with school and out in the real world. Much love to my parents for EVERYTHING. My brother for always telling me to stay in school. My sister for lending her wisdom and making me do my homework. And all of my teachers that helped me get here. Thanks to Mrs. Yoder for being my photographer all those years ago in #1999 and @rachelregan for being my photographer today. #college #senior #collegesenior #visualcommunication #whathappened #transformation #allgrownup #studytime #classof2016
What is/was your first favorite part about the first day of school?