Guys, I went back to high school this semester!
To do a seminary teaching practicum at Provo High.
The first day I walked in there,
I felt like I was in high school--
insecure and out of place.
Who would I talk to?
Where should I sit?
But it got better.
I love those little kiddos now.
And then I was looking at my pictures from high school.
I started out awkward too.
|Me as a freshman.|
And high school was long and hard.
But I just had this revelation:
Being a teenager was kind of fun.
I had great friends.
And we went to an awesome high school.
We wore uniforms.
I popped my collar.
We went on minivan adventures after school.
I wasn't cool.
I didn't go to school dances.
I did this instead:
I took AP US history.
Only 4 girls in the class.
The boys high fived too much,
and it was crazy
I studied French for four years.
I went to the zoo for my 17th birthday.
I made us have a 200th birthday party
for his excellency, Abraham Lincoln.
I had that kind of sway with the history teachers.
But most of high school felt like this:
I went to Girls' Camp,
And then I graduated.
It sounds kind of picturesque,
the way I described it.