An Eagles View: Go Darts

Let the torture begin as we walk down memory lane. Ms Shanna of Just So has asked:

"What is your favorite High School memory...if you have one"

I have to admit, High School was not one my more favored walks in life. Despite that, I had some great friends, one even better best friend (now husband) and we all shared some good laughs.

We used to share Friday nights going to football games. Despite the fact that we had NO idea what was going on, we sang the fight song with all our heart. Having lived my High School days as a ...do I dare say it...a DART, it didn't matter from which side of the tracks your bus traveled, one thing was for sure -WE.HAD.SPIRIT- You could hear it, feel it, and touch it. A school rich in history, it brought us all together.

Although I would not choose to relive 90% of those days, I think it would be entertaining to return knowing what I know now. Be able to look at those that were cruel or unforgiving and know that it doesn't matter, that they never have and never will define ME or what I am meant to be.

What I'm Doing Here...

I blog for so many reasons. This started as your typical 'Mommy Blog' but quickly evolved into so much more. I blog to stay sane, document our days and to express myself.

I like to claim this as my little corner of the blogosphere. A safe place for me to share my story, my boys and their crazy antics, our adventures as a family and the odd occurrences of our household.

I'm grateful for all of you that support my ramblings -on a daily basis- and welcome those of you visiting for the first time. Its my hope that you come and sit a while; that we may have a chance to get to know each other.

17 Pepsi Points :

Sally's World , 25 April, 2009 07:16: wow, how amazing would that be, to go through it knowing it wouldn't be able to harm us...of course we can tell our kids that, but i'm pretty sure my parents told me those people didn't matter...i probably didn't believe them tho!!!
Erin , 25 April, 2009 07:56: I only knew parts of the fight song at my school.

And, like you, while I hate the thought of having to relive my high school years, there were some positive times, and great friends too!
Kristina P. , 25 April, 2009 09:16: I really had a hard time in high school, and don't really keep in touch with anyone from that time.

I would never want to go back.
Martha@A Sense of Humor is Essential , 25 April, 2009 09:25: Thank goodness high school doesn't define any of us!!
Anonymous , 25 April, 2009 11:43: My cousin is in high school now and I always tell her I wouldn't go back for a million dollars!
Tammy , 25 April, 2009 12:14: I would LOVE to go back to HS knowing what I know now!!!! I wouldn't have skipped class so much!
veronica , 25 April, 2009 17:47: My high school days weren't all that bad, but I still wouldn't want to do it again!
Unknown , 25 April, 2009 21:55: I think Dart is the cruelest mascot ever. DId you have dressed up Dart at the games?
Elisa , 25 April, 2009 23:29: SHUT UP!

I was in Pro Schola. (with brown and gold)

Curious?
Elisa , 25 April, 2009 23:32: We're up to snuff, we never ever ever bluff...

I have never gotten that line...

(heh heh.)
trublubyu , 26 April, 2009 00:15: the darts? wow what did your mascot look like?

there is a community college here and the mascot is the fighting artichoke. i almost did a post about it once. and now, after reading your post i just might someday.

anyway, high school- was great but wouldn't want to redo.
Lee , 26 April, 2009 15:27: trublubyu stole my question. What DID your mascot look like?

I'm glad I didn't go to highschool. It wouldn't be worth the social torture that seems to be present in schools today.
Fiauna , 26 April, 2009 15:47: My grandparents went to Davis way back in the dawn of time. Now my nieces will go there. I wish my kids would, but alas, we're in Viking territory. Hope they build a new high school soon.
Sally's World , 27 April, 2009 02:45: Hi Honey, i have something for you, you have to come and get it...
Anonymous , 28 April, 2009 07:05: Amen sister! I was a Layton Lancer....
Jo , 28 April, 2009 10:31: Thank goodness for that bit of truth. I used to have dreams of meeting with my elementary school tormenters and telling them off. Somewhere in my life, I have let go of them and they no longer matter.
Dawn Parsons Smith , 30 April, 2009 12:47: You couldn't pay me enough to go back to high school! No way!