Leadership in a Nut Shell

Senior in High School; Michaella Anne Cooke, graduation class of 2013. So what is it that Michaella is going to do to make a impact; to be remembered? I never thought about being a leader in this place, mostly because I'm so excited to leave and not have to come back. So I thought about what I am going to do to create a change. And I came to the conclusion that need to simply be a myself, offer help if people need it and be there for others. It's not just about school, or the people I'm graduating with; it's about what people will remember me by. Do I want to be a leader or a follower? And in my own way, I already am a leader. I don't follow the style, the attitude, or my interests. I'm a wood worker, a welder, a friend. And just by being myself is how I am going to be that leader I feel I should be. I am going to show people it's ok to be different, it's ok to go against the crowd if that's what you want to do, and it's ok not to be ok. I'll make my own change, by letting other people decide it for me.

-Michaella Anne Cooke

The Ghost of Christmas Past:

Walking into my Senior year I had a sudden rush of feelings, and then it hit me: my Freshman year, that's what it felt like. Only, I was less lost and confused. So later that day I started thinking about that small blonde girl with long hair who had no plans coming into this school. Would that girl be happy with the person I am now? That's always been a question I've been afraid of asking myself. Not because I'm ashamed of myself but because I don't know the answer. I was so blissful and ignorant in a way my Freshman year that I honestly didn't care about the person I was. But then I made friends with people I can say didn't do my High School life well and I started to see that I didn't like that small blonde girl anymore, she wasn't who I actually was or wanted to be. I wanted to be a girl good at wood shop and who had friends that cared about me. But I wasn't that girl, I was a clone of every other Fraser student. So now, 4 years later, I am that girl. And I know how comfortable I am being her that it almost comes to me as a sign of relief. So as I look in the mirror I see someone different, and to be honest I feel as though she would happy just simply because I became who she wanted me to be. The first day, I had no plans, I was just so excited to finally be in High School and finally be a big shot. But at the end of my first year, I saw I wasn't a big shot. I was just another copy in a place full of black and white. I vowed to never let myself be that person again, and I'm thankful. I'm thankful for the friends I had that taught me that if I'm not myself then why even call them my friends, I believe Freshman me would be grateful that I have come so far.

I believe that behind my ignorace my Freshmen year I knew who it was I wanted to be, so I became it.

-Michaella Cooke

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