"Here I go, mama. Papa, g'bye, make sure mama's okay after I go. Until summer break, adieu." Or something like that is what I'll say as I heave my last suitcase out of the car in front of the designated airline. I'll give them both hugs, grab the bags' handles and wave. And there, as I enter the airport, I'll close my eyes and see the banner stating, "And On To Higher Education. Huzzah!" I'll jump and click my heels- and go on my way.
College. I'm pretty excited- can you tell? I'm ready for some education of the "higher" kind. Funny, it doesn't get much higher than nearly 9,000 feet here in little Woodland Park High School. But, surely, that's not what the phrase is referring to. No, it's referring to education beyond high school- higher on the ladder of knowledge. When high school is simply "high", college is- well, higher.
"A man who has never gone to school may steal from a freight car; but if he has a university education, he may steal the whole railroad." - Theodore Roosevelt. So, look out world, 'cause they're settin' me loose. Be ready universities, 'cause I'm on my way.
