A few days ago, during math, a friend showed me a 13-year-old photograph. It was a picture of my class in kindergarten.

The confusion on my 5-year-old face was the exact same look that I had just given my math teacher five minutes earlier.

The amazing thing about the photo was that I am still sitting in classes beside many of the same students.

From one plus one to calculus, Freeman has been a great school to grow up in.

The friendships made will stay with us wherever we go from here.