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Meet bell crane, a self-proclaimed cynic who can't help but think that "youth" is nothing more than a deceptive game filled with disappointment and hypocrisy. However, his perspective takes an unexpected tu...
Reflecting on my High School Experience- (Bell Crane's essay title)
Bell Crane's Pov
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As I sit here, contemplating my high school journey, I am reminded of an essay I wrote during my early years.
In this essay, I explored my ideals and beliefs about youth and the experiences that shape us. Little did I know that my perspective would undergo a drastic transformation during my second year in high school.
At the time, my English teacher, the remarkable Aura Softwind, assigned us a task to delve into the depths of our thoughts and pen our reflections on our high school experience. Eager to impress, I poured my convictions onto the paper, unaware of the growth and change that awaited me.
In my essay, I boldly stated that those who revel in their youth are merely deceiving themselves. I argued that those who embrace the idea that lies, secrets, sins, and failures define youth as interesting and important were misguided. According to my younger self, the number of failures one accumulates is seen as a testament to their uniqueness – a proof of their 'teen experience.'
Such convictions led me to believe that my own struggle in forming friendships was a sign of my youthfulness and uniqueness. I held those who truly enjoyed their youth as morally weak and inherently evil.
My essay contained strong words, asserting that those who indulged in the recklessness of youth were hypocrites and should meet a fiery demise.
Miss Aura, being the perceptive teacher she was, must have found amusement in my audacious essay. I can vividly recall her teasing me in her characteristic playful manner, questioning the seriousness of my words. Little did I know that these very words would serve as a time capsule, capturing only a fragment of my understanding at that point in my life.
Fast forward to my second year in high school, and my perspective had undergone a tremendous metamorphosis. Life had taught me valuable lessons, gently nudging me towards a more profound comprehension of the world and the complexities of human experiences.
My interaction with diverse individuals, the joys and heartbreaks, the successes and failures, all contributed to broadening my horizons. I came to realize that youth was not defined by a set of failures or a rebellious spirit. Instead, it was a phase of life that allowed for growth, exploration, and self-discovery.
Looking back at that essay now, I appreciate the innocence and naivety of my younger self. It serves as a reminder of the journey I have undertaken and the wisdom I have gained since then. While Miss Aura may still tease me about my earlier convictions, I can't help but recognize the growth and transformation I have gone through.
Life has a way of humbling us and revealing the beauty and complexity that lies within each moment. My high school experience continues to shape me, showing that our beliefs and ideals are not stagnant but ever-evolving.
So, as I reflect on my high school journey and the essay penned by my younger self, I am filled with gratitude for the valuable lessons learned and the boundless possibilities that lie ahead.
