Opening a door is harder when the house is new, and I feel that myself, along with other new college students, are going to have a somewhat difficult time parting from the only community we know.
I write this from the new house my mom has just bought with my little brother and kittens rolling about the floor and can’t help but wonder if I’m doing the right thing by leaving.
Both out of fear of missing out on my brother’s life, and also a fear of this transfer from childhood to adultish-hood.
This life transfer is necessary if we are able to begin our legacies. What is going to make us persevere in these new communities is what made Clarkston so beloved and so hard to leave.
But, nothing changes in your life if you remain dormant, if you remain content with how your life is.
There’s nothing wrong with contentment with your surroundings, but if you want something or desire to be the best you can possibly be, you need a bursting of bubbles and a recognition of what needs to change.
I wouldn’t trade my time at Clarkston schools to be a part of a different school district if I was given the chance.
Sure, I probably would have made some better decisions or chose some different classes or joined a club or two, but the decisions I have made have gotten me to where I’m meant to be at this moment.
It’s a moment though, not a lifetime. Time wasted, or time used, is still time lost.
What is done with time is done with passion and I believe that moving on is what is needed to become our own person. For many students, this leaving process is just that.
It’s a means of recreating your image and of becoming who you were meant to be, seeing that houses have more than one door.
Explore the house. Paint the walls. Craft your future and be happy. Good luck, college freshmen, you got this.
Aalayna Green, a 2017 graduate of Clarkston High School, is going to Green Mountain College in Vermont to study Animal Conservation & Care, under a pre-vet and pre-law track