Seabreeze Centennial Celebration April 26, 2008 Part 1

Last Saturday morning, I went back to Seabreeze High School (SHS) in Daytona Beach for celebrating 100^th anniversary of Seabreeze.  I was the first multi-handicapped to be graduated from there.  I have wonderful memories of SHS days.  Dad picked me up at my place for taking me over to his house cuz I have to pick up my scooter from there so Votran, my bus service, is going over to my parents’ house for picking me up.  I didn’t want Votran coming over to my apt cuz the size of space doesn’t fitting in my apt and there’s a step in the doorway.  Votran got on time when it arrived at my parents’ house.  Votran bus driver was heading for the bridge and then onto the road of beachfront.  As the bus driver was about getting closer to my destination, I noticed my high school looks changing since I left there 19 years ago.  Wow!  I can’t believe what I saw.  I was speechless.  Votran bus driver dropped me off there.  Then I was heading for the football field where the ceremony was held.  I missed few parts of ceremony cuz I have had time to eat breakfast first at my apt and then went over to my parents’ house that morning.  The football field is south of SHS and looks huge.  A teenage girl handed me a program booklet as I was arriving at the football field in riding a scooter.  I had to find Dad there but can’t find him.  I was waiting for him to show up.  Minutes later, Dad did showing up when I spotted him.  I tried to wave him in the crowd with other attendees but he did not paying attention at me.  I guess Dad looking around to find me.  Few minutes later, Dad finally spotted me and then walked over to meet where I am at.  During the ceremony, I had to sign my name on the list of 1989 Class at a registration tent.  I recognized some women’s name on that list.  I was surprised to find out they are there.  I was excited.  Then I looked for them somewhere on the football field but I don’t know where they were.  There are so many old graduates and attendees crowding all over.  At the registration  tent, I chatted with a lady who knows Chuck, her ASL instructor at college and from my deaf club.  She’s nice.  The lady found out I am hard of hearing.  As I was watching the ceremony, I noticed Dad chatting with old classmates.  Dad went back to where he was from after he finished chatting with them.