Compiled by Elizabeth Grace ’15, Perspectives Section Editor
Elizabeth Grace—One of the most powerful memories for me was seeing the luminaria the first time I did Relay for Life my freshman year. It was particularly rainy that year, and as it started to pour again, we had turned out the lights and lit the candles in the luminaria, which spelled out “HOPE.” The feeling of standing there getting drenched, and remembering those we have lost as well as celebrating those who will be helped by Relay for Life and other contributors, is one I will not soon forget.
Jack Hupper—Once, a few guys brought a little PowerWheels truck in to school and got it running. I remember driving it through the halls, elevators, and the library with surprisingly little resistance from the faculty, including Ms. Owens, which was most surprising because of her position as Keeper of the Library Peace. It was anything but peaceful, but it was “dope.”
Taylor Maier—Swimming at states.
Will Cohen—My favorite memory of country day was beating Summit in football this year. Our cheering section was way rowdier than Summit’s and we stormed the field after singing our Alma Mater. Great times.
Mia Fatuzzo—I know it’s vague, but playing sports. I’m not very athletic, or at least I didn’t focus my time/talents on athletics while at Country Day, but the memories I made running cross country and track are indispensable. Anything from fielding Mr. Black’s awkwardly personal questions while stretching or earning rare praise from Mr. Carr. My last year as “mom” of the cross country and track teams has to be my favorite memory at Country Day.
Marissa Cornist—My favorite memory at Country Day was the rafting trip. I love how all of us came together especially the night we had the campfire. We sang songs and told stories. It was such a great feeling and although we all had different things in common, we felt like a family.
Pranav Madabhushi—My favorite moment at CCD was learning the true meaning of strength. It came to me as a shock that a mere couple of weeks after her husband’s passing, Ms. Floyd not only returned to school ready to teach, but did so with the same passion, dedication, and affability she had carried previously. Of course she was hurting, we all were, but the mere fact that she stood before us, as the strong individual she is, and continued to push us to learn made me realize what strength really was. Everyone is afflicted by some form of pain at some point in their life, but the ability to rebound from devastation and loss is a testament to that person’s spirit. Ms. Floyd proved to us that if she could exude fortitude no matter the circumstance, so could we, and I thank her for it.
Mantero Moreno-Cheek—My favorite memory is knowing I’ll have friends for the rest of my life.
