As graduation quickly approaches, it is time for the Class of 2016 to leave behind whatever they wish to leave in the classic Magnet tradition of the Senior Wills. If you would like to say your final farewells, graduation is on May 31st at 2:30 PM at the North Charleston Performing Arts Center.

Without further ado, The Talon presents the Class of 2016 Senior Wills:

I, Lauren Medich, being of ginger mind and freckley body do hereby leave the following. To Tasha Tirp, I leave her car I almost stole, high school musical(s), and lots of sidewalk chalk. To Hanna Kent, I leave all of my love and some great secret sister presents. To Isabel Eicher, I leave Mrs Eicher’s room to do homework in and a vanilla milkshake. To all three of you, I leave the ability to know when you’re being poisoned and some new inventions. To English Laserna, I leave a spinx smoothie. To Adam Ziff, I leave a great carpool and only a few lunch detentions. To Henry Lesesne and Kevin Woods, I leave SAME. To Grace Tumbleston, I leave the continuation of the ging triumvirate. To all the freshmen in my French class, I leave my horrible French accent. To Sohan Kotecha, I leave the worst lab table ever. To Ashley Bryan, I leave the task of winning a playoff game.

I, Jason Goldberg, being of questionable mind and smexy body, do hereby leave Adam Ziff the wub wub playlist. Keep the dream alive. To Greg Znoyko I leave behind my jigglypuff skills in hope that you become the very best like no one ever was. To Aldo Moreno-Reyes I leave behind my apple. Enjoy. To my Video Game Research Club I leave you guys my motivation and willpower. Play more video games boys. And last to Alec Goldberg, I leave the Goldberg legacy. Don’t do too much stupid stuff.

I, Jensen Haldrup, of blank mind and blank body do hereby leave nothing.

I, Mary Geer Kirkland, of tomato mind and body, do hereby leave the following. To Mary Claire, I leave the tennis team. To Sotter Peibels, I leave the ski trip. To Max Windom, I leave after school chats in the parking lot and a date with me and Reaves. To Ethan Fewell, I leave hugs. To Nate Leroy, I leave the honor of having a junior get you your folder. To Bryson Rose, I leave permanent peeling skin. To Carolyn Prickett, I leave nothing. To Campbell Long and Zach Hunter, I leave football game photo shoots. To Julius Cale, my favorite godbrother, I leave the Kirkland-Cale legacy (it’s a thing now). And with that, I leave AMHS. #flockforever

I, Mika Sakamoto, being of cold heart and hot body, do hereby leave a chocolate croissant, a blendini, and my undying devotion to Ryan Pace. Upon Hannah Reed I bestow command of the Caboose Squad™. Please do not take this responsibility lightly. To the lacrosse team, I leave the spirits of both of my ACLs in the hopes that they will protect all of yours. And finally, to the cross country team, I leave the legacy of Red Ted. Make that hill your you-know-what!!!

I, Heather Lee, of sane mind and insane body hereby leave the following to my underlings. To the entire girl’s lacrosse team I leave WOES, FET, and my everlasting love and support. To Esther I leave the huge pile of new clothes in my closet that I don’t want. To Campbell, Rowan, and Owen I leave peanuts, drama, and 0’s in yearbook. To WIL GABI I leave the t-shirt we never made 🙂 Thanks for the last four years magnet and I will cherish them all!

I, Robyn Loucks, being of questionable mind and weak body, do hereby leave Margaret Martin stress over grades, Kirkland Smith cynicism while on the bus, Joshua Dark a sneaky Khajit, Razeen Basunia my official permission to speak, Alyssa Nida the secrets to my amazing musical taste, Olive Gardner the knowledge that she made me a friend, India knowledge of the 2012 Les Mis movie, Fanny, Aidan, and Jenny the presidency of Science Club, El (the no longer freshman and blue hair buddy) an SAT prep book, and Les Mis Kid daily compliments on his outfits.

I, Carson Matsick, being of broken mind and lethargic body, do hereby leave El Naguib my AP Psychology Barron’s Book, so that she can one day diagnose all of the mental and emotional conditions I have been afflicted with by high school, and will be afflicted with by college. I also hereby leave Nicole Lindbergh the most beautifully furnished of chairs, so that you can experience your first “sitting down” in the utmost comfort. And you better use it.

I, Dawn Jensen, being of extinct mind and extant body, do hereby leave Shaoni Dasgupta a comprehensive knowledge about the workings of transcranial magnetic stimulation and a copy of my senior thesis with vaguely sarcastic comments written all over it. To Caroline Keifer I leave with all those pictures that never got developed that one time in art class. To Nathan Nguyen I leave with the ability to speak Spanish fluently along with infinite quantities of Nichijou and Osomatsu-san .gif animations. And I leave El Naguib with all of the food you asked me for but never received.

I, Nate Schlosser, being of extensive mind and miniature body, do hereby leave the following: To Campbell Garrard, I leave ownership of the football team’s linebacker corps and many seductive winks. To Alex Pastis, I also leave ownership of the linebacker corps, as well as unlimited football potential. To Potter Seibels, I leave summer football runs at the Battery since you’re probably the only one that’ll show up. To Jack Heeke, I leave random, uncontrollable laughing fits. To Andrew Waddell, I leave replies to all your Snapchats. To Bob Hughes, I leave custody of the Badfish; treat him well. To Doscher Hill, I leave custody of Bob; try to keep him in check. To Jackson Howe and Dillan Drymon, I leave a rematch of that basketball game; Steve and I are gonna take you down. And finally, to Steven Schlosser, I leave possession of the AMHS running game, lax faceoff duties, and the Schlosser legacy. I know you’ll do it proud.

I, Bridget Tunney, being of incredible mind and vertically challenged body, do hereby leave the following: To my soulmate, Blake Bernard, I leave half the Varsity volleyball team, the aux cord for those long bus rides, and a life time supply of Moe’s quesadillas (eat with responsibility). To Gabi Rauls, I leave the other half of the volleyball team, every squat exercise in existence, and all the Panera Breads in South Carolina. To Lindsay Patterson, I leave the honor to be Blake’s mother and caretaker. Good luck. I leave Nina Howard all my affection and our carpool rant sessions. To Alex Pastis, I leave an entire litter of puppies. To Semaj Fielding, I leave the responsibility to protect the team from vicious opponents. And to the whole volleyball squad, the greatest group of girls I could’ve asked to spend my senior year with, I leave all my love and support (get that state title!!).

I, Whitney Su, being of unpredictable mind and “very lacking in physical exercise”-body, do hereby leave the responsibility of running Music Club to Fanny Cheung and Karl Pless. To Shaoni Dasgupta, I leave behind physics problem solving skills (at least what little I have…sigh) because it is so different from chemistry. To Jenny Yao (aka Little Jenny-kins), I leave behind the ability to consistently pull all-nighters because trust me, you’ll need to do that with your course load. But it will all be worth it when you are super successful and named TIME magazine’s most influential person of the year in 2030. To Helena Upshaw, I leave behind a magic potion that will make you the prettiest, smartest, nicest, and funniest girl in the world. JK. You’re already all of that! To Nicole Lindbergh, I leave behind an unlimited supply of makeup (the fancy kind) so you can enlighten more girls about the wonders of makeup.

I, Vivian Song, being of weasel mind and cookie body, do hereby leave the juniors Qining and Katie presidency of the Ecology Club, along with freshman Angela as VP. In addition, I leave Nathan the Freshman the duty of helping out at Adopt-A-Highway events by being that guy who’s not afraid to jump in the forest whilst wearing a camo hat. To Shaoni, I leave the responsibility of becoming the mother/food party organizer of the next multi-variable calculus class. Heed these words of wisdom: cinnamon buns, RISK, saddles, dodge ball, and Cuban sandwiches. To Boone, Alexander, John, Thomas, and anyone else who comprised of the SeaPerch B Team, the Best Team, I leave the best robot to you for the next year. Finally, to Jenny Yao, I leave the true meaning of weasel cookies and the promise that no matter the distance between Cambridge and Charleston (973.3 mi), we can still fangirl over Sherlock season 4 over text.

I, Maddie Santi, being of genius mind and fantastic body, do hereby leave the following. I leave the girl’s Varsity swim team to Maya Stefanelli, Julia Zimlich, and Grace Beischel. Continue to get the bling and prove Hilton Head wrong. To Emma Ludman I leave the Daniel Island carpool mom status, assuming you can drive by the fall. Make sure the car jams stay fabulous. To the entire girl’s swim team, I leave Brent Harwell. To Annalise Hafner, Olivia and I have agreed to leave you the senior slot for the 500 freestyle. To Ethan Santi, I leave the Santi name. Represent it well, and good luck on your junior and senior year. Go raptors!!!

I, Maegan Reed, being of childish mind and soccer-tanned body, do hereby leave the following. To carpool, I leave the coveted buckfe cd. To Kyle Thayer, I leave chicken in a bag, the motherly duties of carpool, Erin Schnell, and some gas money. To Abby Tickle, I leave a South Carolina Driver’s Manual and a Wendy’s baconator. To Maggie VanThullenar, I leave jeans, the ability to read my mind, all the food you’ll ever ask for (or demand), and Babe in all his glorious sass. To Emma Ladd, I leave a much smaller backpack, as well as my heart and, to Riane Coman, my soul <3. To Riane Coman I also leave a lifetime supply of protein bars and muscle milk. To Jourdan Gruber, I leave my ringmaster socks, Maegthumb, and all the meat spread your heart should ever desire. To Erin Schnell, I leave a few yellow cards, a watch set 5 minutes fast, and a read in Abby’s driver’s manual (you may need a refresher). To Hannah Massar, I leave the demand that you teach me how to surf one day. To Maddy Turcotte, I leave my pet turkey Pavo Loco and the best nickname of them all. To Rowan Burns, I leave some actual soccer socks and the spot in the freshman class you’ll never grow out of. To Lauren Cuppy, I leave Rowan Burns. Keep an eye on her. Lord knows she needs it. To Gabi Rauls, I leave full reign over the Danger Zone. To Megan Lamantagne, I leave my first name, giblets for your crocs, and some vocal inflection. And finally to Magnet, I leave 4 years worth of amazing memories and hours and hours of sleep I’ll never get back.

I, Harrison Kerr, being of near-concussed mind and bruised body, do hereby leave to Kirkland Smith the Lacrosse goal, a team of capable defenders (not including Hayes Reding), and some middies. To Jackson Howe, I leave Kirkland Smith, to shoot on him even when you should probably be doing line drills. To Alec Goldberg, I leave Google Maps so you can find your way home on your own. To Chris Brown and Aldo Moreno-Reyes, I leave my share of the Video Game Research Club. To Grace Ford-Dirks, I leave the Raptor legacy of the crew team even though you’ve already started taking it from me.

I, Elaine Zhou, being of swimmer mind and swimmer body, do hereby leave the following. To Annalise Hafner, I leave all the carrots in the world and whatever brain power you don’t have. To Garrett Smith, I leave the entire Magnet girls’ swim team. Finally, to Jay-Z Julia Zimlich, I leave my second place spot on the podium for the 100 breaststroke. I love you!!

I, James Cheng, being of dull mind and bodacious body, do hereby leave the following. To Bob Hughes I leave my uncanny ability to acquire paper and other school supplies. To anyone that wants it, I leave the President of the Chess Club position, put it on your college apps. To Owen Duffy I leave you with the knowledge that I graced the presence of your shoes with my walking appendages. To my dawg Ben Waters, I leave behind my spot on the Football team (we all know I was next up), and my love and affection because you’re awesome. To Kirkland Smith I leave behind nothing, because you need nothing, you’re killing it kid. To Stackhouse, I leave behind more Dragon Palace gift cards. To the Magnet community, I leave behind the 8-year Cheng legacy (which really started and ended with me).

I, Lawton Burris, being of weird mind and freaky deaky body, do hereby leave the Coucou solo to Tom Feingold. To Dunbar and his associates I leave full jurisdiction over the Video Games Research Club. To Brett LaVelle I leave my angst. To Nathan Bradley, I leave the key to Ms. Novinger’s room; to Ms. Novinger, I leave the key to my heart.

I, Maddy Carens, being of torn body and sarcastic mind, do hereby leave the following: to my favorite carpool, I leave our carbeach group message, may it never end. To Claire Hunt, I leave many, many rides on many, many airplanes and endless Thai food. To Emma Ladd, I leave every second that I have ever waited on you, may you use every last one to finish your homework before 2 in the morning. To Emma I also leave the position of the little sister that I never had; our similarities are somewhat uncanny. To Lauren Cuppy, I leave the coveted left side of the field, put your left foot to good use. To Abby Tickle, I leave the horrendous pictures that you have taken of me over the years and all of the cups of coffee that you “buy” before every game. To Hannah Massar, I leave the ability to finish thesis without having a mental breakdown; you will be very surprised that you will make it through. To Maddie Turcotte, I leave a great nickname, though, as the sole Maddie on the team now, I also leave you the right to go by Maddie. To Gabi Rauls, I leave the official position of team DJ, as well as 100 foam rollers and a pair of my shorts that were mysteriously torn during Powderpuff football. To Erin Schnell, I leave the responsibility of bringing cupcakes and juice to every slightly important event and the hope that you will score many more goals with the “Schnell.” To Maggie Van Thullenar, I leave my adorable orange cat, Kitty, in hopes that you will love him as much as I do, as well as the legacy of the best team that Magnet has ever seen, may you forever carry it on. To JoJo Gruber, I leave the ability to eat many vegetables and try new foods, the icing from many donuts, a passion for magnet soccer that you’ve already possessed for many years now, and every other one of my possessions that I have not already left to someone else. To Rowan Burns, I leave Riane Coman. To Riane Coman, I leave Rowan Burns. May my two favorite people/the two cutest people on Earth forever preserve each other’s cuteness. To Megan Lamontagne, I leave croc giblets that spell my name so that you will never forget me, the 100 emoji, and all of my love. Finally, I leave my most protected possession, the legendary Pollo Loco, to Kyle Thayer, with great pride that you will take impeccable care of the coveted mascot of the Girls’ Varsity Soccer Team.

I, Robert Lowery, being of rational mind and body, do hereby leave James “Dunbar” Myrick the role of unpaid tech support munchkin and substitute SysAdmin of the CCSD school wifi.

I, Shani Mueller, being of judgmental mind and misaligned body, do hereby leave the following. To JoJo, I leave carrots, almonds, cucumbers, and all other foods that everyone else has tried before. I also leave you the honor and responsibility of shagging balls without being asked for the next three years. To Megan Lamontagne, I leave my role of team cheerleader, may you stutter less than I did. To Emma Ladd, I leave you my chiropractor, may she cure you of any back pain caused by carrying around your insanely massive backpack. To Maggie, I leave you a brick wall. You’re going to need it when I’m gone. To the whole girls soccer team, I leave you the continuation of all our traditions. ¡Viva Pollo Loco!

I, Darius Nwokike, being of sober mind and resilient body, do hereby leave the iconic catch phase “I see you” to Bob Hughes. I leave the “d1” nickname to Liam Christensen. For Ethan Linhart, I leave you a dab. To Alex Pastis and Ethan Grantham, I leave you the honor of being the giants of AMHS. And last but not least, I leave Max Windom a pair of boxing gloves.

I, Caroline Black, of blonde mind and 5’10.5″ tall body, do hereby leave the following: I leave the softball team to English, Danielle, Grace, and Brookelynn. Enjoy the POtential of the last of the Hoffball legacy. To English Laserna, I leave a replacement twin tower, unlimited jellyfish, and all of my love. To Lexi DeHart, I leave two phones. To Blake Bernard, I leave a sunflower seed addiction. To Aaron Thornton, I leave the ability to arrive at school before 8:09. To the basketball team, I leave some eagles to fly. To JJ Bishop, I leave a gift card to Great Clips. To Nate LeRoy, I leave endless Twitter notifications on the Bird’s Eye View. To Bryson Rose, I leave a left-handed reverse layup, some apple juice, and a plane ticket to Hawaii. To the Magnet family, I leave the best memories I could have ever imagined in high school.

I, Josh Isaacks, being of Kate Upton’s mind and Albert Einstein’s body do hereby leave the following. To Ethan Linhart I leave nuts. To Mrs. Bort I leave a Z. To Kevin Woods I leave Connor’s lunchbox. To Alex Pastis and Campbell Gerrard I leave the bag drills. To Addie Ethredge I leave your brother’s love. To Max Windham I leave your father. To Max Fisher I leave @sydpinc. To Ethan Fewel I leave Thomas Dorfner. Oh and to Ethan Linhart I also leave you Ethan Fewel (also check your pocket for some hot sauce). To Beckham Watkins I leave a spot on the football team. To Potter I leave water. To Sully I leave a good grade in AP Stats. To all the other freshmen, sophomores, and juniors that I didn’t put in because I ran out of time I leave a piece of my heart and a free hug coupon.

I, Peter Sterckx, being of dirty mind and bird body, do hereby leave the vital and imperative mission of playing the tambourine to Nick Curcio. Play it well.

I, Maryanna Reed, of tranquil mind and peaceful body do hereby leave the following. To Abby Tickle and Kyle Thayer, I leave the best carpool and some great car ride tunes. To Maggie Van Thullenar, I leave the job of snapchatting my twin everyday next year to make sure she doesn’t get into too much trouble at Clemson. To Semaj Fielding, I leave tons of laughs on the front row and my spot in the salad line. To Bryn Gerding and English Laserna, I leave lots of blocks next year and the best position on the court. To Caroline Mitchum, I leave the best sets in all of the land and to Hannah Smith and Caroline Dickman, I leave the job of making sure that the music stays super fresh during practice. To Isabel Eicher, Gabi Rauls, and Blake Bernard I leave the job of making sure the volleyball team stays the hottest team at Magnet. To the Talon staff, I leave all of my articles, the Talon logo, and lots of Talon tank tops.

I, Janae Alise Bowman, being of sassy mind and centered body, do hereby leave all the shadiest trees to Madison Freedy and Janelle Green to be thrown at will. I leave my fashion legacy to Faith Dalzell, who shall wear it well and add some pageant girl flair. I leave my best dance moves to Ashley Bryan and Angel Legare to be used during halftime at all the best basketball games. I leave Julia Walpole my license as the basketball cheer squad bus driver. I leave Britney Tsui all my Spanish notes however unhelpful they may be. Lastly, I leave Ali DeLambo as the last Magnet attending member of 2014-2015 AP Art Studio, let the legacy live girl!

I, Cren Redden, of nimble body and not so nimble mind hereby leave the following. To Beckham Watkins, I leave the special edition never used GI-Joe and Ghostbusters DVD’s give to me by the unforgettable James Yon. To Liam Christens, I leave the tradition of making the cren noise outside of Mrs. Bortz’s 3A class. To Will Marshall, I leave the morning commute, may you always arrive at 8:09. To Carter Shubert and James Reding, I leave the golf team. To Beckham and Chip (Ethan Linhart) I leave the use of the words “Trimmy” and “Limmy”. Use them well. To Josh Cumins, I leave my lifetime supply of fruit rollups and gushers. To the Magnet Community, I leave the 8 year Redden Legacy

I, Emily Aysse, being of insane mind and only slightly broken body, do hereby leave the following: to Eicher, Gabi, and Blake, I leave the volleyball team. To Caroline Mitchum, I leave the ability to use your legs when you set and at least 200 taps per practice. To English Laserna, Grace Tumbleston, and Eicher, I leave the basketball team, don’t do anything too stupid. To Sophie and Victoria, I leave patience (you know what to do with that). To Ali Delambo, I leave the French department, have fun with that. To Novvy, I leave patience for the next round of theses and my gratitude, without you, I honestly would not be here. To Mrs. Lankford, I leave Mary Oliver and Walt Whitman and the ability to complete a thesis in a very short amount of time. And to the Magnet community, thank you for a crazy, stress, amazing, and inspiring four years of high school.

I am Senior Will, what is this about? Oh, oh, okay. I, William Harrison Pitts, being of questionable mind and superb body, do hereby leave my status of being the coolest senior with curly hair to Liam Rowley. Also to Liam, I leave one American shoe, one Italian shoe, and my old PE uniform. To Henry Lesesne, I leave a life, so he will have one. To Haywood White, I leave some swag, not that he needs it, but a little extra never hurt anyone. To Molly Yost, I leave my French skills, because she needs them. Badly. To Dorfner, I leave all my lunch leftovers so he can get some meat on that skeleton of his. Peace Out High School #onlytook6years

I, Elle Johnson, of fickle mind and functional body do hereby leave some chicken minis and hash browns to Ben Waters, my extra rib, a frick ton of swedish fish, and sour patch watermelon to Zach Hunter, Spanish “knowledge” and a horrible pun to Nate LeRoy, a clean backpack to Earl Navarro, and some quinoa from an upper middle class family to Nahom Gebregziabher, and my old cutout of Harry Styles to Cameron Bush. And a vial of holy water, I leave to Campbell Long.

I, Ben Cottingham, being of loud mind and Ryan goslings body, leave to Ethan Linhart 12 clementines, to josh cumins, a box of corn dogs and To Max Windom, a cheesy Gordita crunch. To Thomas Dorfner I leave a practice squad jersey. May you wear it proudly. And to Ethan Fewell, I leave Thomas Dorfner.

I, Xiaolan You, not to be mistaken with Shalon or Zhaolen or Whitney, being of elfin mind and aerodynamic body, do hereby bestow upon Jenny Yao and Tom Feingold the banner of Mu Alpha Theta, a severe case of Interstellar’s Math Madness, and wonderful pi(zza) events. To Nathan Nguyen and Pauline Wang, I grant thee stacks of review books passed on to myself by 13 previous generations also lost to terminal senioritis (ownership will be decided by fight to the death). Nicole Lindberg, I leave only tears from how much I’ll miss you. Okay, that’s a little stingy, so you can also have all my debts, loans, and green tea Kit Kats as well. For this year’s BC Calc classes, we leave a legacy of unbeatable MVC food parties with waffle-iron-cinnamon-bunsTM and Team Risky Business. To Anna Smirnova, I bless thee with lucky fairy dust for your physics project and also the Speech team, although I have no actual right to give the latter away (sorry Haven and Ariel!). I thus appoint Mrs. Hooffstetter and Mr. Johnston as Honored Executors of this Last Will and Testimony. Rock on, kiddos—see y’all in the real world.

I, Emma Crowfoot, being of exemplary mind and outstanding body, do hereby leave the following: to Julia and Maya, I leave Garrett Smith. To Maya, I also leave my Bible. You know what to do with it. To Emma Ludman I leave my CVS card so you can buy as many Zebra Cakes as your heart desires and an endless number of quarters to do so. To Alec Waring I leave my parking spot, my morning playlists, and lots and lots of protein shakes. To Annalise Hafner I leave a lifetime supply of carrots. To Elizabeth Mosley I leave you my mini van-driving legacy. May you rock the soccer mom car better than I ever did. And finally, to the girl’s varsity swim team I leave my undying love. Continue to get the bling and make me proud. I love you guys!

I, Hannah Jellema, being of free mind and body, do hereby leave the entirety of the Magnet track sprinting team to Graham. I leave my senior rights and privileges including but not limited to: the right to be better at everything than any underclassman (including juniors), the right to eat the lunch of anyone within a ten foot vicinity, and also the ability to create noteworthy artistic works to Liam Rowley. To Kate Kuisel I leave my flamboyant personality.

I, Isabelle Luckie, being of rad mind and rockin’ body, do hereby leave to Maggie Van Thullenar the whiteboard, my mother, and every outfit and pair of shoes in my car. To Zach Hunter, my anemone in the coral reef (rock on, Clownfish). To Gabi Rauls, that fake guy who you’ve been into for SUCH a long time who JUST broke up with his girlfriend; may he help you effectively ghost boys. To Lauren Cuppy, all my secrets — you have most of them already anyways. To Rowan Burns, the Magnet Girls twitter account; just don’t tweet #B***FE. To Trevor DiGerolamo, every ounce of chill I have — you’ll need it if you’re going to relax at all next year. To JJ Bishop, a turtleneck…though you may not need it once I’m gone. And, finally, to the entirety of the Magnet Girl’s soccer team, I leave my undying love and, more importantly, my hate fire.

I, Rachel Clyburn, being of muggle body and magical mind, leave S.A.M.E to Kevin Woods and Henry Lesesne (don’t mess up!!). To Jack Barna I leave a trip to Wofford and a carpool full of conversation instead of silence, to Sophia Shepp I leave lots of birthday camping trips and to Joao da Costa I leave one unsullied engagement ring, don’t let the monkeys get to it.

I, Connor Woods, being of feminine mind and feminine body, do hereby leave Beckham Watkins the original Puddle Squad, Max Fisher the classic Shrek voice, and Kevin Woods the container of cottage cheese I put in your locker at the beginning of the year. To Max Windom I leave my spot in the middle infield, and to Ethan Fewell I leave Ben Cottingham’s seat on the bench. To Thomas Dorfner I leave an almond. Last but not least, Kevin I also left a half eaten peanut butter and jelly and a mango Chobani yogurt in your locker – sorry.

I, William Pugh, being of active mind and restless body, do hereby leave S.A.M.E (Students Advocating for Multicultural Education) in the very capable hands of Henry Lesesne. To Jerry Manigault and
Kennedy Bennett, I leave the AMHS Black Student Alliance. The Few, The Proud, the 2%. I leave the expectation that Henry, Jerry, and Kennedy and the AMHS community will continue to lead the fight to increase diversity, access, and inclusion at AMHS. I leave the expectation that they will continue to foste rdialogue about race, no matter how difficult it may seem. Yes, education is a right, but in my growing  observation, quality education is becoming more of a privilege. Shift this paradigm and work to ensure quality education in all schools for all students. To the Varsity Tennis team, I leave you a State Championship in May. To the many teachers and staff of AMHS, I leave you my heart and gratitude.

To the students of AMHS, I leave you the insight that:
-“Sometimes a Watermelon isn’t just a Watermelon”
-Our school is indeed NOT diverse- there’s work left to do.
-CCSD School Board Meetings are held 2-3 Mondays in each month at 75 Calhoun St.-Go to one.
-The World is much different than bubbles we often find ourselves in.
-You should choose your friends wisely.
– In times of controversy and discord…speak up,  because your silence = your consent.
-If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem.
-The best way to destroy an adversary is to turn them into an ally.
-Don’t be afraid to stand apart from the crowd….it pays off

To Academic Magnet High School I leave my blood, sweat, tears, and the defiance of every stereotype ever cast my way.

I, Ben Auten, being of sports mind and typical white boy body, do hereby leave my basketball stat keeping duties to whatever mom of a player chooses to do do them. I leave my baseball announcing duties to Thomas Dorfner. I also leave all of my sports articles on The Talon and the ultimate UNC Basketball fandom to Nate LeRoy.

I, Mary Peyton Brown, being of erratic mind and short body, do hereby leave the following. To Carolyn Prickett, I leave my parking spot so that you won’t have to drag lug all 100 of your bags from the back of the parking lot. To Hannah Reed, I leave the Marty Party, may it never end. To Lea Staykoff, I leave the French language and the French department. To Sophie Brams, Natasha Tirpak, Nate LeRoy, and Zoe Wright, I leave the most reputable news source on the Bonds-Wilson campus, The Talon. Keep them in line, Sophie and Zoe!