When I first came to SBS,
by Elizabeth Musselman '22
Written and delivered by Jacqueline (Jax) Morgan '19, the Head-Elect of the Student Body.
Assembled each year from the words of the seventh and eighth graders, this poem is the last thing read at the Eighth Grade Moving Up Ceremony.
written and delivered by Julia Thayer '18, Head-Elect of Student Body
1,578,240 minutes. That is how much time has passed since I was sitting in a chair at my eighth grade moving up ceremony. I remember the way I felt that morning as I hopped out of bed much earlier than I needed to, motivated by the thought of becoming an upper schooler. I remember walking past Lower Mary Burnham to get to the Capen Room and thinking, “after today, this will no longer be my hallway.” I remember too, the way my stomach dropped when I thought about the fact that I would have both grades and exams next year. But the most vivid memory of all was of Bill reading a poem composed of a sentence from every one of my classmates that summarized their middle school experience at Stoneleigh Burnham.
Each year, we close the Eighth Grade Moving Up Ceremony with a poem assembling the words of the middle schoolers as they look back on this year, and look ahead to the next. This year's poem follows.
written and delivered by Yena (Molly) Li '17, Head of Student Body for the 2016-2017 school year.
Good morning everyone! My name is Molly Li, and I'm next year’s Head of Student Body. I was surprised how, when I started writing this speech, the first thing that came up to my mind was not how I liked the more freedom and wifi I had in Upper School, but how I’ve changed throughout these years. I remember three years ago, I was sitting here and waiting to become a freshman. At that time, I was very different from who I am now. I was weird, awkward and extremely quiet. I would not talk unless I’m a hundred percent sure what’s about to come out of my mouth is grammatically correct. Also, I would pass away just by thinking about giving a speech. However, throughout these three years, I had a lot of opportunities in which I learned how to push myself and to accept imperfections. Throughout these opportunities, I realized how amazing life is and how much we can stretch our limits.
A poem assembled from the words of every single middle schooler and read at the Eighth Grade Moving Up Ceremomy.
By the time I got to our usual table for Monday’s Middle School Advisory Lunch, three of my advisees had already sat down and were deeply engaged in conversation. As new advisees arrived, they joined in, and as I listened in, smiled, and nodded, I couldn’t help but think that everyone was in a good mood today and also that through the year everyone had become really, wonderfully, comfortable with each other.
Each year, the students of Stoneleigh-Burnham Middle School respond to writing prompts as they reflect on the year. Their words are assembled into a poem that closes the Eighth Grade Moving Up ceremony. This year, the poem was entitled: