OK, Natalie stole my day, so…..
OVERHEARD AT A FINAL EXAM: Hey Mr. Alford, if the new word for underclassmen is underclass”folk”, can we also call the faculty “facufolk?”
I’m a sucker for 80’s power ballads.
Aerosmith? “Dream On.”
The Black Crowes? “She Talks To Angels.”
The list goes on and on. Today I held my last final exam of the year, and I realized: This is the Senior class that were “Freshmen” (otherwise known by my Spanish 4 class as the considerably less sexist “Fresh-people-who-are-learners-in-high-school”) the year our family returned from our year away from Gould, in Spain.
So this is a special group. Very special. They were the first ones to fear, then fall in love with, my classroom gnome (who, thanks to Madison, now has a spouse- “Doña Gnomo”). This was Delaney, who came from a big Chicago school with Spanish classes the size of a small city. This was Alec, who traveled from “New York City..And beyond!” to study with me. This was Lindsey, Lexi, and Madison who fought over who got to cuddle with “Gnomo” during class. This was Molly, who (for unknown reasons) was determined to be from Russia. And was someday going to be married to someone named Fernando. This was the year of Marcello, Justin, Cathryn, and so many others.
This is a special group. So I wanted to take a moment and tell them how special they are to me.
There, I just did it.
So what does all of this have to do with Motley Crüe, Poison, Cinderella, and Bon Jovi? A lot.
I couldn’t decide how to properly say goodbye to these young people who gently (and not so gently) eased me back into Gould life. (Yes, Madison, I’m tearing up right now. You know me too well.) So I did some extensive research (googled “best 80s power ballads) and came up with a great list. Below is is perhaps my favorite from the list. Listen to it and think of me, class of 2014. And so long, see you soon, safe journeys…all those cute catch phrases made for people like me, who were “never much good at goodbye.”