Ranch Reflections are articles written by students who want to share their experiences, thoughts, and concerns. This is a great opportunity for students to branch out beyond traditional news stories. This edition features senior Madison Koczersut’s thoughts on her senior year and freshman Emma Braunstein, who recently moved to the area, looking back on her first day at LRHS.
Madison Koczersut– Mustangs Ahead
(LAKEWOOD RANCH, FL)- High school is like a rollercoaster and we seniors are about to get off the ride and go try something new. I know this sounds so cliché, but it’s true. The people may fade, but the memories last forever and I really think people need to understand that.
There are so many emotions about leaving, graduating, the next step of our lives, and so on.
Some people are excited, upset, or not really affected, but it is our last year together before we all go our separate ways.
My brother who graduated last year, Mickey Koczersut, said, “Everyone always says how they can’t wait to leave, and I felt that way too until the end actually came. The fact of the matter is, it goes by faster than you think. Don’t take it for granted. Live your senior year up because it could be the last time you see these people for a while or ever.”
The end is coming sooner than we think. Everyone’s already applying to colleges, talking about how they should decorate their dorms, how many tickets they need for graduation, and how they’re going to afford textbooks.
Senior Julia Drymon said, “I am looking forward to see what schools my friends and I get into. It’s exciting, but it is also sad.”
I’m not saying we shouldn’t prepare or worry about the future, but we should also live in the moment. Do you really want to look back in 5 or 10 years and think to yourself, “What if?”
Freshman reflects on first days at LRHS
Emma Braunstein– Mustangs Ahead
It feels like a stomach full of butterflies, and it’s almost like I hear their wings flapping faster and louder. In one point I thought what am I doing here? It felt so unreal, walking into school, almost like it was a dream.
I was clenching my phone hard in my left hand and my schedule in the right. At that moment I truly didn’t know what to do or what would happen. As the doors to the school opened wide, it was a ghost town.
Walking around desperately looking for the classroom that I was supposed to be in, I finally found a teacher. I asked where I was supposed to go.
Once I was in the proper classroom I settled down a bit. Then another thought had popped into my head. Who would I talk to? Would I have friends? Who would I sit with at lunch?
As the clocked ticked, it seemed that was the only question that needed an answer, and one fast.
Through each class I never really knew what to expect. How do people act? Is everyone friends or are there different social group systems? Honestly, I wasn’t really sure what to expect.
When I was in fourth period the bell rang loud and clear, the teacher cleared her throat and said, “OK kids’ time for lunch, remember to come back here not your fifth period class.” What do I do now?
Panicking, thinking, and looking around I see other freshmen and start talking to them. I started to make friends by talking to the other people who were in the same position as me.
At the end of the day, I was waiting to be picked up from school. I sat there silently and thought, I can’t wait to come back tomorrow.