I went back to high school on Friday.
This time, I didn’t need to wear dress code.
I spoke to my high school English teacher’s class about censorship issues and my involvement with a walkout from the University of Georgia student newspaper in August. The class had about 25 people, mostly upperclassmen.
It was strange in some ways. There I was talking to a group of high schoolers from my alma mater in the same classroom where I learned about British literature and writing essays. I remember my wholehearted reluctance to speak out in sophomore year English class in that very same room.
Now instead of sitting in class, I was teaching the class.
A strange circle indeed. Did I really only graduate from high school four years ago?
Luckily, the students I spoke to were interested in what I had to say and asked thought-provoking questions when I was done presenting, which was a relief when I think back to some of the speakers I heard during college. Was it my fault when a speaker presented at 2 p.m., during the sleepy part of the day?
Anyway, it was an odd experience returning to high school, but it reminds me how I’ve changed since then. I have a college degree now, a job, and speaking in public doesn’t make me want to faint. Those are all pretty good changes.
Have you ever visited your high school after graduation? What did you think?