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"Memories of Dalat" by Dharrshini M Yuva Raja

Dalat holds memories in my heart that I will carry with me through my next journey. The journey from middle school days, when survival during the global pandemic was the focus, to now, the end of senior year, has been long, but looking now it was going to end in a few days. A tight-knit community is about to disperse to different places, bringing new challenges. 


Middle school, a time of immature chaos, was a time to cherish. Within the classroom, Jonathan and Soniya would steal my shoe pencil case and hide it among my favorite erasable pens. The romance in middle school was unique because there was so much drama over who liked who, and I just thought the guys we liked would chase us around physical education class in the name of tag and run. Secret spots, like sitting under the old middle school staircase for lunch and at the Hut every morning before school, are things seniors would remember. There were weird moments in middle school when Ms. Kong would make Zavier Buckley dance to Baby Shark once, make us do wall sits, and I will never forget spitting water at Zavier Buckley in class. 


Moreover, the wedding games, eating magnets, and nobody believing me would be quirky memories to be distinguished. Emphasizing memories more, Dalat girls' group chat blew up over a silly reason: people not being admins, which is amusing to look back on in senior year. 


Then the COVID-19 pandemic hit, and schools moved online for years. Soniya Peters, 12, states, “We all bonded together and went through Coronavirus Zoom calls. We tried to make it fun even though the whole middle school relied upon it.” This reveals that, through Zoom, middle school had to rely on the weirdness, especially in the PE workout videos that Ms. Schultz made us do. 


Before long, high school got more complicated, with a focus on academics and extracurriculars; however, there was a lot of relationship drama that entertained many. I would never forget the Spanish classes in 9th and 10th grade, because Mr. Guerrero would give us relationship advice and warn us that boys shouldn’t be giving out promise rings. Focusing on relationship drama. Many have known the wedding guy drama, which was popular throughout 9th grade. 


Sneaking out traditions to leave amid class to raid Nurse Nancy's cookies would never be a forgotten memory that bonded classmates and teachers. Chavelle Thorton, 12, revealed that, “My favorite memory in Dalat was watching PB straight up eat decorations and when Nurse Nancy called him a boy."


Lastly, senior sneak holds a large part of my memory where we bonded as a senior class. The water rafting, the class bonding around the bonfire, and me falling off the ropes will be a memory missed.


In the end, the 7 years I was at Dalat held perfect memories because they were ours, Class of 2026. Whether there were good, weird, dramatic, or nostalgic moments, they didn’t need to be flawless memories to be prime. Every single one of them mattered just as much as a single puzzle piece, and showcased how school memories will be memories missed whilst stepping into a new chapter. 


As the Class of 2026 moves forward, I hope we will hold onto the memories at Dalat. Many of us grew up together, survived the rollercoaster, and it should be marked as a memory to carry with us wherever the future takes us.

 

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