ST and RT will love this!
I found the final edition of our high school newspaper in the stuff I kept over the years. It's a mint condition edition of the Banner. It was the last one we did before we graduated some 20 years ago! I was managing editor for the paper and wrote the editorials as well as other stories. This was the final edition with our photos in it, the senior poem I wrote, the editorial on teachers and other things like senior superlatives, grad nite, etc.
What I think is funny is the senior superlatives, I mean come on....best hair? eyes? Frankly I should have had eyes because my eyes are so dark they are nearly black, my hair was naturally curly unlike most everyone else's. Personality? I was one of the nicest people in the class although I didn't rate because I wasn't popular. Fortunately the gal who did get personality was my pal Susan although I had always thought of her as very quiet.
There was this section in the paper listing what we'd all be doing in the future. Why did they say I'd take over Rona Barrett's gossip column? I'd love to know which yahoos in the class came up with that. First of all, I didnt' gossip, I talked a lot, big difference. Believe me, I had no one to gossip about, I didn't have many friends there, most of them were too busy gossiping about each other.
The papers were always filled with tidbits about the most popular folks, Miss Christmas, Miss this, Miss that, Homecoming Queen blah blah blah. Our homecoming queen had the personality of a popsickle stick, that's all I'm going to say about that. It was a small school, it was a popularity thing, who wore what designer clothes, who was a cheerleader, who dated which football player, blah blah blah.
Oh there was one more thing about this school apper. There was some special little baby's birth announcement with a PHOTO. This handsome young man is now a college student. I can't believe it's been that long!!
I think I was meant to hold onto this edition of the school paper. It reminds me of who I was back then, how I was treated by my peers and how far I've come since those days. Looking at that paper humbles me and makes me realize that regardless of what other people thought of me back then or think of me now, the only person I have to be true to is myself. If I can do that, everything else falls into place.
Back in those days I thought I was nobody. I based my self-worth on what a bunch of yahoos thought of me. That's what's so nice about being an adult, we finally grow up and realize that the only opinion that matters is the one we have of ourselves.