Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Memories of Graduation Day

Dortha Worthington
1946

Another school year has just ended and the many students will be going their separate ways for the Summer. While many of those students will be returning to their familiar schools again in the Fall, others have graduated from their high school days and will be making plans to prepare themselves for higher education perhaps, or going into a chosen vocation. At any rate, one phase of their lives will be forever closed while another will be opening.

So well I remember a day in May, 1946 when I, too, graduated from high school. I am not sure why we seem so anxious for the day to arrive when we no longer have to meet a schedule and study for tests. The freedom feels good for awhile but all too soon we find ourselves searching for answers to the many questions that fill our minds. What shall we do now and where shall we do it? Truth be, I had no plans nor answers to the questions I might have had. I had attended only two different school during my 12 year of schooling. My first 9 years were spent in a two room school house one and one-half miles from my home. When I was ready to enter the 10th grade, I had to go away from home for my last 3 years.

One week after my 15th birthday I rode a bus 18 miles to Searcy, AR, where I enrolled in the 10th grade. I rented a bedroom in Searcy and stayed there from Monday until Friday each week when I rode the bus back to my home. That schedule continued until I graduated from the 12th grade 3 years later. Since I had no car and no money, I felt it not possible to attend college even though I was offered a scholar ship to a college in Little Rock, AR. Perhaps there could have been a way for me to attend but I did not pursue the opportunity. Instead I married the following January and the rest is history!!! I do not regret my decision and I am so thankful for my family and all the blessings I have received these past 63 years but I do think it would have been nice to have been on my own for a time rather than going from one authoritative figure to another. If that had been the plan I chose, perhaps I would have become too independent and would not have become the person I was meant to be.

I am thankful for all the opportunities that are available for young people today and I wish each of them the best.

I have good memories,
Dortha

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