Katharine Jackson, 2000
often wondered: how do you cram four fabulous years
of being a firebird into a few minutes? As I ponder
this question, the poet within me takes control.
I call it "The Fairmont Experience":
As we stand one last time in our silver and blue,
We give our thanks to
Fairmont, Fairmont, oh where
would we be?
Without you to teach us how
Friday morning announcements! Ya better tune in!
when else can you see Dr. Schoenlein grin?
not as he's escorting you to your 5th period class
you were caught in the parking lot without a pass.
we seniors walk down Central for one last time
goodbye to Mr. Greene as over the freshmen we climb.
bury our planners. Someone solemnly plays
all the girls bust out the spaghetti straps.
Fairmont, we bid you farewell.
to our senior prank, we're all goin' to…
Okay, so maybe I'm not getting a Pulitzer for this one.
When I think of my Fairmont experience, I don't just
think of tennis matches, speech tournaments, and showchoir
competitions. I think of people, lots of different
people. I think of students so involved in extra-curriculars
that they need to schedule in time to
go to the bathroom. I think of students who go to school
full-time and then work 40 hours a week to help support
their families. I think of students whose TI-83's
are such a permanent fixture in their hands that
you often wonder if it's a form of life support, like
if you took it away, they'd just keel over or something.
I think of students who, in the words of Mr.
Googash, "never met a Cliff's Notes they didn't
like." I think
of students and teachers with disabilities
who come to school everyday with a huge smile
on their face, ready to get to work, proving that
nothing can crush the human spirit.
But let us take a moment to examine the graduating class.
From the moment this class set foot in Fairmont
High School, we have set the precedent for leadership
within the school and community. With a record
twenty-six individuals achieving the distinction
of Valedictorian, our class has continually
surpassed all expectations. Who could forget
winning the Spirit Chain as FRESHMEN? The leadership
of our senior class has led the Volleyball team
to District Runners-up and the Field Hockey team all
the way to State. Both the marching band and the soccer
team had unbelievable seasons this year and aswimmer in
our senior class not only placed 2nd in the State,
but also qualified for the Olympic trials in three
But ladies and gentlemen, this is nothing compared to
what this class may
achieve in the upcoming years. Among
us, we may have the next Maya Angelou or another Bill
Gates. In our midst may sit a future head of the F.B.I.
or the first woman president. We may have the next
Spielberg, another Jodie Foster, or even a J.F.K.
Jr. And if you're
that J.F.K. Jr., my number's in the directory.
Fellow firebirds, our journey is just beginning.
In our years at Fairmont, we have learned determination,
character, ambition, and pride. DECA and
the vocational programs have taught us valuable skills,
which we may readily apply to our chosen careers.
The National Honor Society and the Octagon Club
have taught us the value of service to our community.
The newly instituted character education program
has served as a constant reminder of the importance
of integrity and virtue. Fairmont's continued
achievements in the areas of athletics, the performing
arts, and academics prove that as a community,
we can perform miracles. Let
us continue our vertical voyage, reaching for the stars
and never settling for mediocrity. We are each given
but one life with which to make a difference. Fellow
graduates, what will you do with yours? In a society
rife with violence and hate, we are given the opportunity
to rise above the stereotype of the apathetic
teenager. We have the power to do anything, to
achieve everything, and to soar beyond all expectations.
We are the graduating class of 2000 - strong,
intelligent, and prepared to take the world by storm.
Ready or not, here we come.