Maurice Sendak's "Where the Wild Things Are" is the ultimate book of adventure. As a child, I remember reading it with my parents, and feeling myself drift to that far away island filled with frightening beasts looking to befriend a child.
The story begins with the Protagonist Max running around completing childish maneuvers. Max is the essential kid; disobeying the mother, and acting like the typical animal. He feels that, like most kids feel, his parents treat him with disrespect and wish no fun upon him. As he is sent to his room to sulk, he eventually falls into a dreamscape, in which he enters the land of the Wild Things.
By looking into the yellow eyes of the beast, without blinking, he soon conquers the Wild Things. At first he is joyous and has taken his role as King to heart. However towards the end of the story, he begins to realize that he is alone, and that what he thought would be an adventure was nothing without the love and close ties of his family.
As children we see life as an adventure waiting for us. Yet sometimes we want to grow up too fast. As I am about to leave high school for good now, I feel just like Max. I feel alone and I am worried that life has flown by like a jet leaving for battle. I wish that there was a way to turn back time, to allow me to experience childhood once again. Max feels lonely at the end of his stay with the Wild Things, and returns home where his loving mother is waiting for him with a hot bowl of soup. Life is empty without the love of others. I wish I didn't have to say goodbye next week.
I will never forget High School. I will forever look back on my experience as life changing, and something that I would love to repeat.
Goodbye OPRF. I will miss you.
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