It feels unreal that I’m saying goodbye to the program that I’ve been a part of for the last 4 years. Being a part of the Dispatch will always be one of my favorite and most memorable parts of my high school experience. While it wasn’t always the easiest and I ran into many obstacles, I wouldn’t change a thing. That might be hard for some to believe because I needed a Days of the Week Poster to survive high school, but I’m serious. I’m grateful that I got to go to a national convention in Philly with Mr. Reeves and some of my favorite people on staff. I learned so much more about journalism and made amazing memories with my friends, even though they dragged me through multiple haunted houses. The classroom was also always eventful, with Sawyer spamming the 30 second dance party button and Marissa and Charlotte always taking their shoes off. Even though it was sometimes chaotic, I felt at home in the newspaper classroom. I actually felt so at home that I regularly fell asleep on the couch, which I will miss more than anyone and anything else, but I will still miss everyone else tremendously.
Charlotte, you have helped me more than you could ever know, and I’m so grateful you rolled your chair over my backpack every day in freshman year journalism.
Gabby, you are an incredibly caring friend and you’ve pushed me to be the best version of myself, and I will miss our couch debriefs.
Savannah, though we have a lot of memories together, newspaper will always be some of my favorite. You’re one of the best friends I could have asked for and you always made my time in class extra special.
Marissa, Caroline, Ryan, and Peyton, thank you for always making me laugh on hard days and sitting with me on the couch while bundled in blankets.
Liberty, Katie, and Elizabeth, thank you for your patience and kindness whenever I needed help with text wrap or anything else, your support meant so much to me.
Kate and Diego, having you on the commentary team this year was a blast. You are both so funny and I can’t wait to see what you two achieve as editors next year.
Finally, Mr. Reeves, words cannot express how much you’ve helped me over the past 4 years. You taught me so much about journalism and always pushed me to produce the best work I could, but you also helped me get through high school in general. Coming to your room and hearing your corny jokes always made me feel better, and I will hold on to some of your advice for many years to come. Thank you for being such an amazing teacher and always supporting me.
