Imagine an alarm blaring at six in the morning, bringing sleeping and dreaming to a close. It’s time to wake up, prepare yourself for the day, and leave for high school. The vast majority of high school students derided this series of events. During the bulk of my high school career, I exhibited this mentality. My junior year occurred basically the same as the previous two and the one that followed, save for my first period class. I began my day with pre-calculus, which, to the general population, probably sounds terrible. I held a similar opinion, until I spent a few days in Mr. Call’s classroom. The year began with “summer stories” and every Monday to follow Mr. Call asked the class for “weekend stories.” He always encouraged his students
