Adi Chaham week 2 : Our Last Year… It’s finally come!

That's it… Our last year!

I’m gonna be honest I’ve been dreading it and in all honesty, I still am. I’m just not ready but everyday I prepare myself for the day I graduate. So many kids are excited to leave their home for more “freedom” or independence and to live alone. But part of the reason this happens is because this is the norm in the United States of America. 

If someone, in their Senior year of high school, says they wanna stay home, especially at DKJA, people will look at you like “what’s wrong with you”? (In my opinion, who cares if you stay home, you do you)

Think of the norm in different places. For example, in Israel the norm after high school is kids going to the army since it’s mandatory. You don’t see many kids here going to the army and honestly, I can’t imagine kids in our grade going to the army, let alone myself. It's weird, strange, unreal and unusual. But that’s how norms work. In the U.S the norm is going to college or a gap year and then college and there it’s the army. 

Either way, it’s gone by way too fast! 

We’ll start with the beginning beginning 

I remember walking into third grade, my first year here and boy was I something else. I was quiet, I still am sometimes, and I was super nice, if you treated me like trash, I would let it slide, I wouldn’t care, I would let people do what they wanted but overall, I was different than the person I am today. 

Walking in on my first day here, I was stressed. I kept on thinking Would I make friends? Would people like me? I didn’t really wanna move schools but my parents wanted all four of us together and my little sister had just started Kindergarten. Luckily, overtime I met some people with whom I still speak to today. 

Then it was Middle School. I was growing up. I wasn’t scared of making friends since I had been at DKJA for a while but I was scared to be growing up. Yes, I still had 6 years left until I would graduate but time was going too fast. Oh you could say it’s been a fear of mine. And while all this was going on, I didn’t realize my parents were growing up as well- but that’s a different story. 

Then High school. It was official. I had 4 years left till I too would continue with the norm and go off to college. 

This was different than going into middle school. New uniforms. New kids. Friends leave. New building. And basically, a new everything. 

School got hard. But I guess I could say I survived. People always say enjoy high school, it’s the best. But did I fulfill it the most? I don’t know but I guess there really is no answer to that question. 

I was scared. But I made it. Every summer I would be like “Omg, I’m growing up, and getting way too old.

 This summer was it. My last summer going into high school and who knows, maybe my last summer. I don’t know where I’ll be next summer. Will I be with my family in Israel like every year? Will I be in college? Will I be traveling before I drown myself in college and medical school? I honestly have no idea. It’s scary. I gotta say, I’m not mentally prepared for it, but I will be. 

Even though, I personally feel like I have freedom, I am excited to be more independent.

What are your plans for after high school?  If you are leaving your home, are you prepared to leave your home? What are you most exciting for about next year?