Senior Night

Senior: (in American schools, colleges, and universities) of or pertaining to students in their final year.

Friday was my last senior night. It was for drama. You may think, it’s not a sport, it’s just a club. But to me it was just as meaningful as my volleyball senior night. I have been involved in the club since my freshmen year. I was the only one in my class to be in drama all four years. I have been backstage, to Navajo Taco sales, and Thespian Festivals the most. I was thrilled to have more and more of my friends join. And I hoped they have enjoyed their time in the program as much as I have.

Senior night always make me sad. I try to look at them in a positive way, in an accomplished way, but my heart still becomes heavy. Am I ready to leave the drama program? Ready or not, I have made my last appearance on the stage. All I have left is the memories.

Maybe this is why I love photography as much as I do. A photograph retells a story. It gives us the ability to relive a special moment in time. It is simply a precise reminder.

I was very touched after our closing play when a fellow cast member approached me with a poster filled with pictures and clippings of all 8 plays I have been a part of. I cannot thank them enough for the work they put into my poster. To know the underclassmen cared about us enough to do something like that was getting to me. I could feel my eyes starting to water. Buckwalter was honoring me of all my hard work and dedication I have put in. For a second I zoned out and felt complete happiness.  

I was also presented with 8 yellow roses, which happen to be my favorite flower! Yellow roses symbolize friendship. And that is what I will take from by being in drama. Friends. I have created lifelong friends because of drama. Some of them had withered away through the years, but some, some will remain throughout my life. And whenever I come across this picture of my blossoming yellow senior night roses, I will look back on my experience with the HHS drama program, and remember how I have blossomed because of it.  

My moral behind these flowers is to make the best out of your experiences in high school. Have fun! Try something new, and don’t be afraid to make as many friends as you can. If you do, you might find yourself feeling full of accomplishment and happiness on your senior night, just as I had, with a smile on your face, and tears of joy in your eyes.