Hi, my name is Elsie Stormberg. I am a senior this year. I am going to the University of Nebraska-Lincoln and studying Journalism with an emphasis on Photojournalism and maybe a minor in Art or Graphic Design. I thought I should get my future plans out of the way now since I know you are all wondering. That is all people ask me these days. What they do not ask me is about how I came to be.
They never ask about how Marian created the person I am today. They never consider how hard it would be to say goodbye to everything you are so familiar with just as you start to get into a groove. It’s just as everything seems to be falling into place that life decides to shake things up a bit. Here it is, my goodbye.
I have heard my fellow classmates say what they are going to miss about this magical place called Marian. They have said it is like Genovia or Narnia; there is no other place like it. Looking back now, I wish I would have taken more advantage of the time I have had here. I am going to miss the cookies, messy buns, and Mr. Tom Baker’s shenanigans. Heck, I learned how to wall surf on day one in Mrs. Marsha Kalkowski’s Honors Composition and Literature class. I am going to miss Surprise Day conspiracies and Field Day chaos. I am going to miss the shameless sleeping in hallways, the outbursts of Miley Cyrus, the Jonas Brothers, or High School Musical, and the beautiful, makeup-less faces.
As I attended Gnimocemoh and Welcome Dance this year, I sadly realized they would be my last. I remember slowly counting down each day in first semester. Then came the whirlwind of second semester where I cannot believe I am in my last quarter at Marian. I beg for the days when I was still that awkward freshman who sported a crisp ponytail and got chills every time I did the Marian Beat. I was so unaware of where Marian would take me.
Out of all the laughter, tears and memories that come along with being a Marian girl, there is one thing that has truly stood out: my classmates. I have had the opportunity to get to know these 178 young women, and let me tell you, they are an impressive bunch. From lawyers to astronauts, these ladies have proven to me that I can be anything I want to be. They have helped shape me into the confident, intelligent woman I am today. The bottom line is, get to know your classmates. I promise you it will be worth your while.
It is difficult to think that by this time next year I will be living, hopefully comfortably, in a dorm at Lincoln enjoying my life without my friends and family always there. It is a scary, intimidating thought that makes me wish I could go back to being an innocent freshman with nothing on my mind but who I was going to nugget next.
Oh, but now I am here, sitting in my bed wondering how I should end this. Should I thank my teachers and friends? Should I tell you that I am in tears right now? I should thank my teachers and friends, and I should be crying right now because Marian means so much to me. I have been through many ups and downs, and all I can say is that I would not have survived if I went to any other school than Marian.
To all you freshmen, sophomores, juniors, and future Marian girls out there, please listen to me when I say to value your time here. Come to school every day so you can squeeze out every last drop of high school. It gets sour sometimes, but teachers will not assign more than you can handle. It is in your hands to keep this school together. It is in your hands to make what you can out of this experience. A lemon is a special thing. When it is handed to you by life, you have to put it to good use. Marian is your lemon. Do not let it rot; make lemonade.
I am Elsie, and yes, I unplugged the entire school bell system to charge my laptop. Thank you all for reading my rants about my name, tampons, and other thoughts. I am signing out, Marian. Thanks for everything.
XOXO, Elsie Stormberg
(Class of 2016)