Say Goodbye to the Old Marysville High

My last few days of being a junior in high school were spent packing boxes and labeling them B100 or A126, Frgile, This Side Up. All the worthwhile stuff was packed into these thousands of brown boxes to be shipped to the other side of this lot-the new school. I don't know whether I feel upset leaving behind the old school, the place I've spent three years of my life in or if I'm happy to see that old place knocked down after all. It's a little bittersweet.



Let's hope the new high school is worth knocking down the old. Goobye old Marysville High and hello to the new!

Chels