Gratitude

WORST. FAMILY.
They say the bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life. And yes, we can attest to that because our class spells every letter of every word in this saying.
We are the worst. And we are a family. We are the noisiest. It is our ways that are ought to be changed, not ourselves. Being naughty, or noisy, or dirty, isn't our identity. It is not who we are. But let me tell you this, behind everything are stories remained untold. Because behind that noise, is the lingering happiness and overflowing joy. Behind that noise, are the smiles and laughter we share with each other. Behind that dirt, are the memories worth keeping. Behind that mischief, are the moments we will never forget. The fun experience with each other and the love we impart to each other. Behind that naughtiness, is the understanding we have with each other; one that no one but us can give. The comfort we give to the dispirited and the support we give to every competition any of us would join. We are more than what meets the eye.
We are each other's chosen family. No one in this family is an outcast; and if one is, then everybody is.
This school year, we had a wonderful time. All the memories, laughter, moments, good or bad, are worth remembering. Like the stars, we shined bright. Like a flower, we bloomed magnificently. Like an eagle, we soared high.
So yes, we are the worst. And yes, we are a family. And that says it all!