You’ve BeenTricked by an 11th (I mean 12th) Grader

As you read this, there is a little "12" beside my name in the school district's student enrollment spreadsheet.

Impossible, right?

I mean, if school years could get cited for speeding, the 11th grade would be in an impound lot by now.

Hard as it is to believe that next year will be my last year of high school, I find it still harder to wrap my head around the fact that it will be my brother's first. And he's trying out for the football team to boot.

I'm not sure whether to feel scared for him or sorry for those poor Dayton players.

The school year being over, there's a gazillion thoughts raci...