Rhetoric and Composition I
Spending the majority of my life in Tifton, Georgia, I have had very few options for education. I have spent my twelve years of school, kindergarten through my senior year, at Tiftarea Academy in Tifton, Georgia. Going to what I considered to be a “small town school,” I was ready to get out and experience bigger and better things. College couldn’t have been calling my name any louder when I began my senior year. However, as the end of the year approached, I began to think how much everything had changed since I was six years old sitting in kindergarten to twelve years later becoming the “big bad senior” I couldn’t wait to be.
Anyone who has experienced elementary, middle school, and high school, followed by college would, I believe, agree that each stage is such a diverse encounter that you would have to be a part of it to understand. The reason I began to think so much about the differences of my years at school is because of one little girl that my school delegated to me to be my kindergarten pal. Kindergarten pals are assigned to each senior to give them someone to look up to. There are play dates, parties, and events scheduled for both the senior and kindergarten pal to attend together. Senior pals have been around Tiftarea since before I was in kindergarten, and I too was fortunate enough to have one. Thinking back to what I remembered about my senior pal helped me decide the relationship I wanted to have with my own kindergarten pal, and the influence I wanted to be for Sarah. At first I was skeptical and thought this was going to be dumb and wondered why I would want to be followed around by a little nose-picking brat my whole senior year, but as the year went on, I realized not only how big of an impact Sarah, my kindergarten pal, had made on my life but how much of a difference I had made in hers....