We may say that a million things at Pace torture us, exams and teachers being two. But the usual sources of torture are no match for the pain eighth graders feel watching the festivities of Great American Picnic from the Middle School English classrooms. But all in good time, dear eighth graders! Great American Picnic is worth the wait. Mr. Gannon may claim that the Great American Picnic is “neither great, nor American, nor a picnic,” but I disagree. While graduation is bittersweet, the Great American Picnic is just full-out fun.
We began the year with the seniors rushing onto the stage cheering and chanting “2011! 2011!” We will end the year with those same students going up to the stage, one by one, to give their senior testimonials where they reflect on their time at Pace and share their favorite (or least favorite) memories. As Mark Schneider ’10 wrote, “Although the entire Upper School meets every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday for assembly, rarely does everyone participate in the activities and rarely does everyone support one another,” until the Great American Picnic, that is.” Great American Picnic, Mr. Gannon, is actually quite great.
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