It’s been awhile since I have gotten the distinct pleasure to say thank you to anyone for truly changing my life.
While the final days are dwindling down, and as we are finishing up some of the last finals we will ever have to take as a college student, I start to feel like I am a freshman all over again. Freshman year was tough, but then again it’s supposed to be that’s what defines one as a college student.
Some of my very first classes here at Franklin Pierce were ones I can honestly say that I don’t remember for various reasons. However, once sophomore year rolled around I can honestly say that this was the year when I opened my eyes to the endless possibilities that were right in front of me. I have had a few people that I can rattle off with on hand that have helped me through many different things in the past but the few that I am about to mention truly changed me more than I could ever imagine.
Professors are meant to be hard, that’s their job, but Professor Bush was more than that. I was terrified the first time I walked in his class for good reason at that. I remember like it was just yesterday when I got my very first article back from him with the comments “gag” and “barf” written all over it. I held in those tears for the remainder of class and practically ran back to my dorm so I could let them all out. I hated him for that, but it wasn’t until only a few weeks later that I realized why he wrote what he did. It was only to push me and help me because at that moment he knew that I could produce better work, it was just the fact that I had yet to do so. I have had him almost every semester since, and I couldn’t ask for a better Professor. He’s gotten me out of jams when I least expected it, and been understanding when I was going through many ups and downs. So Professor Bush because I know that you will be reading this anytime now, I want to say thank you. Thank you for pushing me to be the strong journalism student I have become. It’s been my honor as having you for a teacher, and I hope that you enjoyed it just as much as I have. I also hope that next semester a Patricia, Cristal, and a Molly take up the seating in the back! Oh and don’t get all soft on your students yet to come.
Robert Weiner “Bob”, where would I be without you? I ask my self this a lot. HAHA! I feel bad that you have had to endure so many of my sob stories and pretty much all my ups and downs in a lonely semester. I hope that you get the chance to read this even though you aren’t at Franklin Pierce anymore. I remember the first class that I had with you, when I was probably at my worst. But you never let a smile fall off my face, but I’m sure you had no idea at the time. I remember to this day coming to you pleading that there was no way in hell that I could ever write 30 pages on anything let a lone a script. You just shook your head with a sly smile and said of course you can. So from that day on I complained everyday in class (not that I ever complain ;)) but afterwards I would go home and work on that horrible script much as I could until I finally finished it. The day I finally printed out the very last pages I felt so proud of my self, and I hope you enjoyed reading those 30 plus pages. (Which you better have read every single one)! Without your encouragement and your much needed positive feedback I would never have been able to push myself. To this day I try to keep the “cant’s,” out of my vocabulary even though they sneak up from time to time. I hope that you had as much fun as I and I thank you very much.
Jay Hill, I remember the first time I met you. You came up to me in Graphics I. Now the question is, do you remember?!? Ha-ha well I bet that you never thought that I would be later on begging you to let me into your class. I can say that I have never had a teacher that has cared so much with everything that has been going on lately. Thank you for lending your ear as well as your artistic advice, because without that, I’m not too sure I’d be making it out of this semester. You are great professor and I hope that your students to come will enjoy your classes as much as I have. Thank you for everything, and don't think for one minute just because I’m graduating you've gotten rid of me. That’s what Facebook’s for!
Thank you and good luck with the years to come.
Over the past 8 semesters I have to say that I have met so many amazing people. I wish that I had enough space to thank everyone but I think I’ve done a good job of that over the past semester.
I wish everyone the best of luck, I hope that you follow your heart and keep your head up high. Remember the good times...and hope for many more to come.
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