My first day at Oxford High School was wonderful. The memory was vivid in my imagination. Growing up, I thought I would never make it to the “big hill” where the high school was located. I had gone through the Oxford School System in the fourth, fifth, and sixth grade, but I was in for a surprise in high school. The bright, yellow sun arose and peeked through my window. I awoke with crusts of sleep in my eyes. I knew it was going to be a terrific day, but I was shaking with nervousness like a dainty tree in a tornado. I had careful ....