my older sister went to boarding school four years before i did.
after attending a small quaker elementary school for the first ten years of my education, my parents saw fit to continue my quaker education into high school.
and there were only a few choices - although my school was my second choice at first, i eventually found my place there.
when i first started high school i was dating R and being away from him and my friends make home felt like a prison sentence.
like most girls in high school, i experienced the occasional bullying, taunting, and teasing, etc.
i was accused of being a racist, made fun of for liking a senior boy, picked on for my punk rock fashion and music interests, and had girls in the dorm completely ignore me.
i did not let it break me. god says once you love your enemies, you have won the battle. although i would not say i loved any of the girls that picked on me, i definitely forgave them and moved past it.
the first year of boarding school was rough. although i pushed myself hard in school, sports, and the arts, i always felt like i didn't fit in; i felt lonely, unsure and lost.
i played soccer, i was on the varsity swim team, and in the spring semester i was in the musical. i was very involved in school and yet felt like i was missing something.
i think i expected my greatest friendships to form immediately, so when that didn't happen, i continued to be disappointed.
luckily, at the end of freshman year, i met christina - my best friend, one of my true soul sisters, and someone who completely accepted me for being me. when i met her, we had each other, and i was no longer lost and i started to love high school.

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