When recalling my high school Gonzaga College High School, I am excited. It was founded in 1821, which was in the center part of D. C., within the shouting distance (距离) of the Capitol building.
Seeing my older brother experience Gonzaga a few years before me, I had an idea of how special this school was before my entering to school. Through him, I could see the pride and friendship among Gonzaga students.
My true love for Gonzaga, however, began in my freshman year. I remember during my freshman guidance (新生入学指导), the team spirit organization sat our class down on the playground and taught us all the game cheers. I remember feeling a sense of energy and pride among these students that I had never experienced from a high school before I mean, it was just a high school—much school pride could these kids really have? But it was not just a high school, and it only took a few football games for me to realize that I went to the most prideful school in the D.C.
I spent the rest of my first year meeting some of the coolest and most interesting people I have ever known. Some of the funniest, smartest and kindest guys I have ever met went to this school. No matter how athletic (擅长运动的) you were or how much money your parents had, you were just another Gonzaga kid. You were friends with everyone. If you went to Gonzaga, teacher or student, you were in on the joke.
When my freshman life came to an end, I began to understand what it meant to be part of Gonzaga students. Serving the poor right there on Campus at the McKenna center, I got a view on poor people that I will value for the rest of my life. Through football I learned how to develop better self control and built some of the greatest friendships. In the classroom, I had many laughs with friends and teachers alike. I also learned how to manage my time and gained a lot of information, but most importantly, I learned how to put the world and others before myself.