Last weekend was my High School reunion. I’m not going to say which one it was because it’s noneyabidness but it was long enough ago that we’ve all mellowed a bit. Or at least we now have the funds to bail ourselves out if things get too out of hand. I always attend these with mixed feelings because my high school years were not those of 90210, Glee or Gilmore Girls and most certainly not like Gossip Girls! High School was difficult for me. I didn’t fit in in many ways, wasn’t a jock or a Cheerio, light years away from a brainiac, I’d skipped a grade so I was a year younger than everyone, didn’t have an older sibling to help pave the way, went to a parochial school instead of a public school. Nothing really to make my transition to this awkward time any easier.
My freshman year was the year the school board decided to move the 9th grade from the middle school to the high school. As a result there were about 850 new students, freshman and sophomores, trying to navigate our way into the “big leagues”. You’d think that would make it easier since over half the school was new but not for me. Everyone seemed to know each other already since they’d been fed from the middle school. I stumbled through the first year but didn’t really find my friends until the next group of freshman came in and I started hanging out with them. Guess I just needed to be with people my age instead of grade.
Because of this, whenever a reunion approaches I’m not struck with the overwhelming desire revisit the memories. I wasn’t very close to my classmates and haven’t really maintained attachments post graduation. I went out of state for college and never resided near my hometown.
Having said that, I’ve attended each one. I sometimes scratch my head over my desire to reconnect but I still spent some very important time with these people. We had the same experiences, teachers and memories. Maybe it’s sadistic of me to attend but I’m really curious as to where my peers lives have taken them. I know I’m a far cry from who I was during high school and I wonder if others evolved as well. And that seemed to be the case at least among the attendees. The essence of who they were in high school was still there but it was so much fuller and fascinating. There were quite a few people like myself that were embarking on their second careers. Others that were raising families in various stages and ages. But everyone seemed very happy to be there and really interested in finding out about everyone else. The cliques seemed to vanish…FINALLY! Of course we only had a small percentage attend so maybe I’m not getting a full picture of the class. But I left that evening with a fonder filter with which to remember my school years and school mates. Oh, and really sore feet. Fabby looking shoes but oh the price I paid!