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Freshman

windish01@yahoo.com

Posted on August 19 2010

I dug out my yearbooks, so now I finally have a couple of pictures for you. I still cannot find my scrapbook so these scanned black and whites will have to do for awhile.

So freshman year was fun. I got to do a lot of different things that year at school. I was part of a vocal ensemble. We ended up and won the Christian school state competition that year and got to go to Bob Jones University for Nationals. It was a long trip in a 15 passenger van listening to the driver singing bass (and bad bass at that) the whole way there. We slept in the dorms there, itty bitty dorms. We sang in a little practice hall and competed in a large class room. We didn't win, but it was worth the trip.

I played varsity volleyball that year too. We went to state that year and won second place.

I still was cheerleading and the boys were invited to Wisconsin to a college there for a tournament. We rode in a miserable school bus with very little heat in February to a town north of Green Bay.

Here I am on the yearbook staff. Good grief. I hate 90's pics. I have a suit on for crying out loud, and I'm only 14!

Our school started to fall apart that year. There were a lot of rumors and a lot of sadness that year too.  A lot of people left angry and a lot of people left hurt, and I think for the most part a lot of us left confused.  Some of the parents decided to open a new school that was run by themselves. Just wait for that story.

2 comments

  • Janna: August 24, 2010

    I’m looking at the yearbook staff and thinking I owned an outfit like several of them:)

    Thanks for all the red arrows too.

    It’s always sad when situations happen like that. Hope next year things get better.

  • Anonymous: August 20, 2010

    The bad thing about the suit, is that you thought you were REALLY cool in it:)

    Love you!
    Charity

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