A First Semester Senior Year Reflection


Anna Seal takes a picture with some friends!

Anna Seal, Staff Writer

In my first year at NDP, I often imagined my last. Picturing handmade AA dresses, coveted Tree Trim spots in the foyer, and applying to my dream schools; I could not wait. Now, I am halfway through my senior year, and I can easily say that it is nothing like I imagined it to be. However, in the face of adversity, the Class of 2021 has discovered the most sacred part of our time here on Hampton Lane: our unity, strength, and hope that we will carry with us for the rest of our lives.

Starting classes in September with little to no optimism, I was not expecting much from the first semester. It was so easy to dwell on the lack of normalcy and the disappointment that came with each email signifying a transition to virtual learning or a postponed event. More than anything, I believed that I was alone and would have to navigate the most chaotic time of my life in solitude.

I’m sure many of us have felt lonely during the pandemic, especially my senior sisters who imagined our last year of high school would be spent physically together. However, in a time spent apart, we have become closer than ever before. Our bond has become unbreakable. We have taken this common experience, adapted, and set out to make this year the best it can be.

The moments that have stuck out most to me have been the simple times, previously taken for granted. Every time there is a surprise pet appearance on Zoom, someone cracks a joke (shoutout to my AP Lit class), or a teacher takes ten minutes to check in on our personal lives, I am overwhelmed with joy and gratitude. My friends and I often joke that NDP is sort of like a cult, because we are all so close and find so much joy through seemingly random moments that make our school so special. The uncertainty and rapid change we have encountered these past few months are bearable because of these traits.  On mask breaks or during lunch, we make the most of every minute. Whether it be inquiring about each other’s college admissions processes or talking about the latest Netflix shows to binge watch, seniors have truly gained an appreciation for the unique community we share. Even though each of us starts a new journey next fall, and we will all be around the country or even the world, I trust that our class will maintain our unity for many years to come.

However, I would be lying if I said that I didn’t wish for normalcy. I am beyond excited for the day that we can be screaming “Mr. Brightside” in the cafeteria during Gym Meet, dancing together, and sitting in the auditorium as one senior class. No one can know when this will happen, if at all, but hope for the future, accompanied by an appreciation for the present, is what has gotten us through the many trials we’ve experienced. Hope has defined our class and has become our greatest asset. Reflecting upon the past couple of months, I realize how lucky I am to be a part of such a special group of classmates. I am so grateful for my squad of sky and sunshine. I know that you will all change the world, and I am thrilled to cheer you on each step of the way.

Our AA dresses have yet to be sewn, Tree Trim seats took a new form this year, and no one can say what the future holds for the senior class. Whatever we face in the upcoming months, I trust that all 181 of my sisters will continue to appreciate the little things, bring joy to the simplest moments, and hope for the future to come.