Fairview High School
People talk about having gone to the same school their whole lives or knowing the same people year after year. It has always made me laugh at how so man people just learn to assume that everyone stays in the same place until they move out of their parents’ house. What about the other half though? What about the half that moves almost every year and is shocked to stay in one place for more then a year? Well I’m from that half and while there are definitely perks to getting to move around a lot I’m not sure if there are more perks then there are flaws. Well I wasn’t until we moved one last time, this time for good.
I remember getting the news that we were moving like it was yesterday. I was a perky eight grader who was excited for his freshman year in high school when my mom told me we were moving. Normally I’d just go home and pack, I mean it wasn’t the first time we had moved but we had lived in New York for seven years. I had friends and I did not want to move again, especially when she told me where we were moving. Don’t get me wrong I loved visiting the south but moving there? That seemed like torture, especially for someone like me who detested hot weather with a passion.
I’m getting off subject. So anyway, I was not happy about moving. Unfortunately I was only 14 years old, what choice did I have? No choice what so ever. So being a good little kid I went home and packed, yeah right. Actually I did something totally different, I avoided packing like a kid with a perfect attendance avoids the flu or a star football player avoids getting tackled. Eventually though my defenses gave way and I packed my bags for the worse move of my life. It wasn’t so much that we were moving to Alabama, which is not a overly bragged about state in New York, but more for the fact that I was leaving everything I loved behind me. Ok so I had my family, but what 14 year old boy considers that a good thing? Not me that’s for sure.
Things didn’t get better anytime soon after the move either. I mean, yeah I could tan in a minute if I wanted to but I lived in the middle of no where and I lived next to a preacher. Ok, in Alabama this isn’t too bad but for a Yankee like myself was sheer torture. I had a month or so before school started too. It was like I had hit the bottom of the hole and all I could do was sit there or something.
Like the saying goes, once you hit the bottom the one way to go is up. That’s what I did too, school started and slowly I started to make friends again. Everything seemed to be fitting back into place again, well except for one thing but that’s for another time. All in all, moving for this last time wasn’t too bad even though it sucked at first. Even though I love my new friends and everything something is still missing, I may have friends but I’m not in my home anymore. Eventually I shall return though.
Victory at Hanceville High School
Our school, Hanceville High, has experienced many victories in the past year.
National Merit Scholarship Program names CHS seniors semifinalist
Dr. Elton Bouldin, principal of Cullman High School, is pleased to announce three National Merit Semifinalists from the CHS Class of 2012: They are Josh Oanca, Meghan McLeroy, and Stats Hogeland.
Pitts' valedictorian speech at Hanceville High School
Good morning! Okay, so, how am I supposed to start this thing? Oh yeah! Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to celebrate the unification and matrimony of… Wait! That’s how you begin a wedding.
- 2011 Special Olympics
Holly Pond High School – Valedictorian Speech
Congratulations Class of 2011.
Holly Pond High School - Salutatorian Speech
Good evening administrators, teachers, families, friends, and fellow classmates.
Holly Pond High School - Class President Speech
Ms. Butler, Mr. Miller, faculty and staff, parents, family, and my fellow classmates of the class of 2011:
- Community came together - Cullman County schools
- We are Cullman - Cullman City Schools
- Personal Ritual by Kayla Willingham
- More Blackboard Headlines
- Victory at Hanceville High School