A few weeks ago, one of my sister’s volleyball games happened to be held at my old Junior High school. After visiting my high school, I had some nostalgia to return to my 7th and 8th grade years. Counting back, I was shocked to realize it had been 15 years since I’d entered into those tumultuous teenage years.
I bet these trees were tiny when I was there! This area to the left of the main entrance is where all the band/orchestra/choir rooms were & also the gyms and locker rooms.
Off to the right of the entrance are all the classrooms, and as you can see, windows were not a popular option. It appears so scenic now- I guess it’s just something I didn’t appreciate when I was 13.
My junior high is just as I remembered it. Everything looked just about the same as I thought it would. Although I only spent 2 years here, I was quite active on both the volleyball team and in the band.
Our mascot was the Rangers- a very popular thing in Texas. I swear even this wall painting looked the same. I was also very active on our student council and was even President my 8th grade year. Yes- I was a total nerd!
The cafeteria seems so small and quaint. Looking back, I think Junior High is such an interesting time for kids to start making their own decisions and following their own paths. I remember going through many “phases” in these short few years.
I couldn’t really visit the library, because there was a teacher meeting going on. It still looks about the same- such a fun, playful library. Nothing like the menacing stacks of college libraries.
And of course- where I spent most of my time, the big gym! Gotta love all the sheriff’s badges and that the girls are still wearing nice, modest uniforms.
I have so many fond memories of these years. I loved taking Algebra & being in the band. I met so many of my good friends that I would play volleyball with for the next 6 years.
GOOD NEWS OF THE DAY: 7 days from now, the election will be over. I *really* need a break!
