Middlesex
Middle School, Darien, CT 06820 |
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. Students reflect on three years at MMS NOTE: The following reflects were written by two 8th grade writers as they prepare to leave MMS. Reyna's Reflection: As my time at Middlesex draws to an end, I can't help but think about everything I have learned and achieved here. I think back to the first day of sixth grade, when I walked through the hallways, scared yet excited. Middlesex seemed so big at the time, but now, it seems so small. Not small in its size, but in its community. When I first came, I knew just the people who went to Tokeneke, and the few with whom I played sports. I seldom said that I knew a person. But now, when asked if I've heard of a student, I am able to say “yeah, I know her, she's in my science class!” It seems as though everyone at Middlesex cares for and helps one another. As I move on to high school, I also think about all the things I learned here, and all the lessons I will take with me as I progress into the future years of my life. Whether it's the quadratic formula, how to say ‘thank you' in Spanish, or knowing where to use a comma, I know my teachers have taught me well. I'll never forget the way they spent time with me on a subject that I didn't understand, or the fun activities we did to review for a test or quiz. Walking away from Middlesex I know that I'm ready for high school, and I can't help but think that I am so lucky to have had amazing teachers that have brought me through middle school, and made me the student that I am today.
Taryn's Reflection: When I was asked to sum up my time at Middlesex Middle School , at first I couldn't think of anything. I couldn't think of any defining moments that were worth writing about. Yes I had a great experience here, but at that time I just couldn't find any memories that would be worth it. But as June 20 th , 2007 draws near, the memories flood my mind, and I start to see how much this school meant to me and how much my friends and teachers have helped me along the way. Now that I realize I am leaving for good, everything is really coming into focus. I mean I am leaving; leaving behind a place that has been my second home for the past three amazing years. Every one of those years had its own defining moment, a memory that will be with me for the rest of my life, but each year also had little supporting details, just as important to the story that I created during my time at MMS. I won't bore you with my own personal details, but I think it's important for every student to realize that we are leaving an important part of our lives, whether we accept it or not. Our school is a place where we always felt safe and supported, where we grew into the people we will become once we walk out those doors for the last time. For some, our final walk out those doors will also be our final goodbyes. And for all of us it is the end of our final stage that leads us to bigger things, bigger dreams. As if we were just practicing for something that will be that much harder, much more important. Everything that will ever “matter,” everything that will make us who we are and evidently run our lives starts as soon as we walk out of those rotunda doors on June 20 th , 2007. We are the Class of 2007, but we are also the Class of 2011 and that will be our next goal: to make it there, through the help of others and the growth of our minds. So now I say my final goodbye to my school that provided me with everything I will ever need to accomplish all of my goals, big or small. But we are not just leaving a school; we are leaving a community, one which I believe we will all miss. We have all grown together, learned together, and taught each other, so I thank my community and my friends who have helped me and every eighth grader along the way. |
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