Here’s to the “dumb” kids who could never get above a C. They are the children society has tossed to the side as it embraces strait A’s. With each passing report card, parents yell, and the kids yell back. Here’s to the kids who try every time, but the same red ink beams into their eyeballs. Here’s to the kids who realized that trying yields the same result as procrastination, and so stopped the process early on.
Here’s to the “dumb” kids who throw pencils into ceilings instead of planting them in paper. Here’s to the kids who show up late to class with coffee in one hand and phone in the other. Here’s to the kids who giggle in the back chairs, stuffing laughter down their throats when teachers call their names. Here’s to the kids who spend weekends at each other’s houses instead of buried in books. Here’s to the kids who make plans instead of planners, and scheduale time around friends instead of quizzes. Here’s to the kids who climb out of their bedroom windows, feet dangling in the chill of the night, gazing at the moonlit yard beneath them. Here’s to the kids who stay up way too late and sleep in class. Here’s to the kids who speed down highways, with fear and adrenaline and pure joy in their veins. Here’s to the kids who date and break up and date and break up again, regretting it every time. Here’s to the kids who get in trouble and grin with memory in detentions. Here’s to the kids who have sleepovers and eat too much candy and share too much gossip. Here’s to the kids who go to parties and dance at them, too. Here’s to the kids in their cliques, who know themselves but not the outside world. Here’s to the kids who avoid working but find their passions in the process, who dream, who break their own hearts, who rebuild, who neglect the future but experience the present. Here’s to the kids who were never taught that they had more to offer than letter grades and high GPAs. Here’s to the kids who wish they were “smart.”
Here’s to the “dumb” kids whos’ eyes will soften and crack with wisdom. Here’s to the kids who will someday have little eyes gaze up at them as they rest their weary backs on weathered couches. Here’s to the kids whose shoulders will shake with each chuckle as they remember that time when good ol’ Paul or Joe or Sam got themselves in real big trouble with the principle. Here’s to the kids who will tell stories. Here’s to the kids who will wonder how each other are doing. Here’s to the kids who still call sometimes.
Here’s to the dumb kids. May you never forget what we have failed to learn.
Pineapple. The golden, juicy fruit that has the ability to lift someone out of their winter blues and remind them of a time when it was summer. Not only do pineapples have a decadent, tropical flavor, they are rich in vitamins, antioxidants, and enzymes that boost the immune system and promote strong bones. And if that wasn’t enough, pineapples are, surprisingly based on the flavor, low in calories. You can eat as much pineapple as your hear desires and never feel guilty, but is pineapple really worth it?
Thornton Academy - AP Language 2018-2019 