Honestly J.T. Poet Prose

2009: My Senior Year

The first day of school I had not yet come to grips with what being a senior was. To me, this was just another year and another grade level. One day, when I was on my way to school, it hit me that this was my last August and my last September not only in this academy, but in high school. This was my last leg of the race and my last time making memories here. A new beginning of my life is waiting for me not in years, but in just a few months. 



                                               





                                                   ©2013 Honestly JT

Note: My English teacher gave us an assignment to start writing about our life experiences so that one day we could possibly have autobiographies of our own.

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Marquis Mc Mills-Cooper November 4, 2013 at 11:16 AM Yeah, I never stopped to think about my senior year in that way...too bad huh? Damn, that was a while ago too...Nice Prose PJ! MC

Karen Anglesey October 21, 2013 at 10:26 AM A great beginning and may the inspiration continue on your journey :)

Sara Kendrick October 18, 2013 at 2:57 PM Great way to teach and very unique assignment from that teacher..I am glad that you had her to influence you..Enjoyed reading your work today..So you are still very young..Sara

Jancarl Campi October 17, 2013 at 11:05 PM Nice way to look at it. My senior year was crap. No need to go into details; what was done, was done. I was one who did not go in the play of games.

Ken Carroll October 16, 2013 at 10:02 PM Hi PJ, Nice slice of life write.. Ken

Liam Mcdaid October 14, 2013 at 1:51 PM very beautifully penned piece

Demetrios Trifiatis October 14, 2013 at 4:47 AM In life, at every moment there is a corner at which we have to decide which direction to follow! I was teaching for more than thirty years and still yearn for a new August to come! Thank you my friend!

Sandra Adams October 14, 2013 at 4:28 AM a wise teacher she was...little glimpses into our young lives as we get older is something pleasant to look back on...this piece made me go back to my own last day of school and the emotions it brings... nicely penned :)

Jancarl Campi October 14, 2013 at 12:29 AM This was well done. I hope your teacher gave you a good grade on this

Poet Destroyer A October 13, 2013 at 1:52 AM interesting Prose poem..... ;) PJ, haha I love the comment you dropped on my FORBIDDEN poem... I admit the THRILLER song was part of the imagery... LINDA..

Lucilla Carrillo October 12, 2013 at 11:33 PM 2009 was your special year. Your teacher was right. I would never have thought you were so young. Always listen to good advice and you can't go wrong. Thanks for sharing.... Lucilla

Andrea Dietrich October 12, 2013 at 3:56 PM whoaaa, you are very young!! It will be very interesting for you to look back at all your poems and see how you have changed your feelings and opinions with the years!! I wish I had writings to look back on but I started very late with this!!

Eileen Manassian October 11, 2013 at 2:20 PM A magical time....Glad you followed your teacher's advice....Now you can share with us....

Nette Onclaud October 11, 2013 at 1:53 PM this hits home, PJ.. i asked the same from my college studes... i'll give you an A for this... fascinated!..:) huggs