I can hardly believe this is our last week of school! It seems like yesterday we were cowering in our first English class with Ms. Serensky, praying we would get out alive. It turns out, we made it through. We've read thousands of pages, complete with extensive literary analysis. We've written over a hundred pages worth of Data Sheets and SOAPStones, most of the time pulling all-nighters to complete them. We've read a ton of poems, which vary in topics from Lady Freedom to plums. We've faced off in eight extra credit multiple choice games. We've written countless journal entries and timed writings where our hands cramped up and we couldn't feel our fingers for the next couple of periods. We've learned so much and made it so far. The juniors who only wrote five-paragraph essays and freaked out over essay headings are gone, replaced be seniors who aren't afraid to look past the obvious. AP English has paved the way for us to learn to be smarter people in general, and looking back now, it's apparent that this class has shaped who we are as students. I want to wish my classmates, and the incoming senior class, best of luck in the future. Farewell, AP English!Sincerely,
Cat C.

