Hi, my name is Maceo. For my final article ever at Northwest, I thought I would make a poem about all of my 7 years at Northwest. Enjoy.
7 years
2,555 days
61,320 hours
3,679,200 minutes
220,752,000 seconds
That’s a long time
I wish I could say my Northwest career was smooth
It wasn’t
I had a lot of challenges at this school
I don’t think I would have it any other way
Northwest is one of a kind
It is a school where you can launch rockets one day
And build a popsicle stick bridge the next
You can wear pajamas one day
And then a basketball jersey the next
Northwest is the only place where you can have a real conversation with your teachers
I used to not like Northwest
I used to have a hard time coming to school
I used to pretend that I was sick to miss school
The building isn’t what makes Northwest good
The people is what makes Northwest good
I have seen a lot of teachers, and students come and go
I see a lot of relationships that other schools can’t provided I have met some amazing teachers and students
I think my senior year group of teachers is the best I have ever had This school is all about human connection
So, for my final story at a school I have been attending for almost half my life It’s not about the physical school
It’s about the people
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