I remember the day as if it were yesterday. What is it? Better yet what the hell is an “is?” Can we is? Before I get too side tracked on this “ising” aspect, I remember the day when Mr. Wixom walked through the door. He walked in standing tall with a clean shaven head and an atomic wedgie from hell. Just as another terrible human being from this hellish society, I began to judge him, thinking of him as a weirdo and quietly making fun of him in my head. He was dead silent when he walked into the class room, only making occasional heavy breathing noise’s. The eerie silence went on for a good 5 minutes before it was broken by a slightly deep, smooth, and clear radio reporter voice. I was shocked; while making fun of him in my head, I envisioned him having one of those obese fat guy voices. I was dead wrong.
I don’t want to sound like some weirdo, but this man has a beautiful voice and a very astounding love for the English language. For an entire semester his teaching was relentless. He engaged the entire class into casual or argumentative conversations, drilled us on how we should refrain from passive words, and would occasionally slap himself on the wrist for using sexist language. His love for teaching English was rubbed deeply into my brain and is still sitting comfortable inside waiting for its time to shine. The art of writing is beautiful and was instilled by a man who not only can talk in a southern accent better than me, but who is still fuzzy on the whole “Good, Bad thing” (Ghost Buster joke).
I am glad that I took Mr. Wixoms class. He made me love writing. He has given me and entire new outlook on reading and writing, in which I plan to implement more into my life. I want to be the best, become a better writer and make my blog look incredible on the web. The enjoyment and fulfillment just doesn’t stop on this site, I hope to go farther and write for other sites and maybe even columns!
In the end, all of this enthusiasm and ego boost goes to this very weird man named Mr. Wixom. I thank him everyday for the knowledge he has passed down to me.
So what is a Wixom? Well it is just a name, but Mr. Wixom is a knowledgeable teacher with the powers of Obi Wan Kenobe and Master Splinter combined.
Ps, What is “ising?” Can we is? Here, I’ll “is” real quick…….
The End. 😀
Well its official, I am now a High school graduate of Southern High School. The class of 2012 is the 61’st class to graduate under our new principle Mr. Hibbert. Its been a long 4 years…but a long 12, 13 if ya’ throw in head start. It feels like I have been in school forever. Basically my whole life, but now…now I’m a free man about to do my thing in life.
I still remember the first day of school when my dad walked me in and showed me to the teachers. I started to cry when he walked away. I still remember the first day of middle school, my neighbor “Yari” and I walked in and approached our asshole of a math teacher asking if this is the right team. I also still remember the first day of high school, my homie Dakotah and I rolled up in Southern amazed by all of the other students trying to make our way through the crowded halls. It feels like this all happened yesterday but now look at me, all grown and out of school.
I’m still stunned that I even got to this point just for the simple fact that I cruised my whole senior year just sitting in class writing random crap and get good grades. I had a slight feeling I wasn’t gonna make it but I pulled through last minute and got my sh*t together. Now here I am with a diploma with my name on it and a cap and gown hanging up in my room. What a wonderful feeling that is.
Now that I am done with my free education, its time to move on up to my post secondary education and get my move on in life. I’m still going to skate, draw, and do all the other crap I enjoy doing in life and hope for the best.
To end this post I would like to quote a favorite hip-hop artist of mine.
“They say that life is what you make it, so what you been creating on yo’ free time” – Big K.R.I.T.
This ends my May Post…Check out what I got going on in the next few weeks. I’m gonna get a “Real World” series going. Holla!
PS. Shout out the Class of 2012!
So on Tuesday the 17th was the first day of school in Jefferson county. We came back to the same thing thinking it was going to be a little different from last year. At least it felt the same to me. The first day went well, exploding monster cans and finally getting to talk to some of my friends that I haven’t seen all summer. The first week went by smooth and without any troubles for real. At least not any major troubles. Its only the beginning, lets see what Southern High has in store for us.