A Reflection on Time at Brentwood

Friday began Spring Break, the second installment of the great escape from the confines of boarding school. And although that splendid day has been long awaited, for me, it is the first major break since passing the halfway milestone of my career at Brentwood College. It’s bizarre to think I have made it this far, but it’s even harder to conceptualize where all that time even went. I left my chilly Calgary life for Mill Bay’s gentler climate in Grade 10. I remember Orientation distinctly: September of that year was lengthy, but since then, it’s as though everything sort of passed in a blur. There were obvious highlights, but it is scary how much time has lapsed behind me. I figure this is due to my steady enjoyment of the time I spend here, despite minor fluctuations due to tests, assignments, sleep deprivation, etc. There have been some choppy waters on this transatlantic trek that is high school, but the journey has been great nonetheless. With half my time left, and with half my time left with the new family I have made, I realize how crucial it is to make the most of every day, as cliche as that sounds. And as Alex S, Whittall ‘20 says, “Time flies, so spend every day as well as you can at Brentwood.” Because the fact is, time slips by here so uncontrollably fast, and, upon reflection, even of just second term, my time here has seemingly gone up into thin air. So here’s to looking forwards, and to more notable memories flooding over the horizon. And to culminate my pair of cliches, I do truly hope the best is yet to come. Jack P, Whittall ‘20