It's over.

No more freshman year. We had our last class this afternoon, Latin with Mr. Dragoo.
He brought donuts and milk, and we translated "The Story of Peter Rabbit," from Latin into English.
We read all about the "Lord McGregor" and Peter the Naughty Bunny who ate "ground apples" and hopped in the "trough with wheels."
It was quite fun, and we're all sad now that classes are over, and finals are looming.

And I'm happy because I got a B on my philosophy paper from Mr Richard (a notoriously hard grader). And a good grade on my latin quiz. It was a good last day of classes.

"Greater love hath no philosopher than this; that he lay down his life for Barbara." Mr. Richards