I awoke this morning from a dream that has left me feeling sentimental about an establishment where I spent nine early years of my life. From my first ride on a big yellow bus to my last day as an 8th grader, Woolwich Central School was a place where friendships were made, art projects created, musical notes sung and lessons learned. So much more than reading, writing and arithmetic was experienced at 137 Nequasset Road, some of the most valuable things I'll never forget.
At WCS, I had the opportunity to see a playground built and to participate in a contest to name it. With pride for our school mascot the Woolwich Wildcat, we named our new playground Wildcat Woods. It was a design made from wooden beams, plastic slides and metal swings. It was an elaborate upgrade from the previous metal swing and monkey bar set. After the unveiling, our only thoughts were of recess.
On school property first friendships formed, but also fell apart. Boys and girls declared boyfriend/girlfriend statuses only to "break up" days later. I had favorite teachers and principals and some I despised. I loved Chorus and failed at Band. I was on the Cheering Squad in seventh grade, then played on the Basketball team in eighth. From Field trips to Field Days, Science Fairs and Talent Shows, we bonded as a school community and created a family.
September 1986 began my days as a student, from there I went on to High School in 1995, to College in 1999, being the first in my immediate family to obtain a Bachelor's Degree in 2004. My educational beginning was a stepping stone leading me to the life I live today and I will be forever grateful for the teachings from my past.
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