Bellingham High School - Epilogue Yearbook (Bellingham, MA)

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June, 1986. Who ever thought it would come so quickly? Even as we come forward to receive our diplomas, it seems like only yesterday we were taking our first apprehensive steps into the corridors of “the High School”. Remember how proud we felt to finally be one of the big kids? A real teenager, at last! Yet at the same time we were so afraid. Are any of these questions familiar: Where’s my homeroom? Do I look all right? What if I have to go to the bathroom and can’t find it? Am I really supposed to use the elevator to get to third period? Questions such as these are common when learning something new. It was tough, but we stuck it out and found places for ourselves at BHS as eighth graders. Our years at Bellingham High have been filled with ups and downs, victories and losses. You were probably attending BHS when you had your first date. Just how many times did you use the Arrid Extra Dry before you walked out the door? How about looking back on the ring dance. Every boy could not wait to take that tie off, not caring how he appeared, whereas the girls kept glancing into their dinner plates just to see how wonderful they looked. These are two events that will make us smile when we think of them, but the night that stands out in everyone’s mind is the night of the prom. For most of us, it was a very special evening. The girls in their gowns and the boys in their tuxedos, the food, music, and the ever-present snapping of flash bulbs made for a spectacular, fun-filled night no one will soon forget. Although it was five years ago when we entered this school, we remember so clearly that first day we set foot through the front door. We’ve been through five years of happiness and sorrow, of achievements and failures. It’s been five years of making new friends and bringing the older ones closer to our hearts. The high school years are a demanding part of life, but the good times we’ve had and the cherished friendships we’ve earned have made it all worthwhile. Many of us may feel sad at commencement time, and that’s natural. Saying goodbye to loved ones is hard to do. But there is always a good side. Seniors, you are not just leaving behind a portion of your lives, but also beginning a new one. Maybe you are starting your first full time job, or possibly going on to pursue higher education. Juniors, just think, you will be the ones who will rule the school. You will be the big shots. And Sophomores, Freshmen, and eighth graders, you will be one step closer to the big one-two. Heather A. Martin Class of 1986