As I write this, I have one day left of high school. I am sad that my years in the Wilton schools have come to an end, but also ecstatic that, as you are reading this, I haven’t been in school for two weeks. To be honest, it took me quite a while to decide what to write about in my last column. I’ve already touched on my experiences on the athletic field, in the classroom, and with the never-ending college process that continued to surprise me until the very end. I tried to think of a single memory, to sum up my Wilton experience in a nutshell, but I couldn’t. Each time a thought came to mind, another one instantly followed. A stream of memories played out as though I was watching a montage of my schooldays. As it played in my head, I decided I would have a Throwback Thursday and write about a few of the highlights.
First up is kindergarten, when I still color-coordinated my outfits with my twin sister. If I could go back, I would have kept up that fashion gig for a few more years. Those were the simpler days when we did arts and crafts in the classroom just to leave an hour later to do it all again in the art room! We kept smocks in our lockers to avoid paint and paper maché stains on those precious matching outfits. Granted, I had no artistic ability, but the tranquility of making a flamingo mask that had no resemblance to a flamingo was oddly enjoyable. I wish I could have found a way to make those good old days last just a little bit longer. Maybe then my art creations would have actually resembled animals.