What Raider Am I Supposed To Be?
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As a student attending Flushing High School, I wander the halls with a strong sense of school spirit, of pride, of purpose. Many of my fellow compatriots are well aware of my great passion for all things Flushing Raiders. From the completely orange and black outfits, to self identifying as a raider bird at heart, I have always been the Raiders #1 fan. There is a name I tend to go by frequently and it can sum up my entire being in 2 words. That name is the ROWDY RAIDER. Throughout my years at Flushing High School, I have been the rowdiest raider to ever walk the halls, attended every football game with my signature orange and black painted truck and always had the loudest voice in all of Flushing (estimated at 107 decibels). But in my final year at Flushing, something really shook my entire being, something that rattled me down to the core of my very identity. I had it all planned out too, attend all the sporting events, be the ROWDY RAIDER and go absolutely bonkers at FHS. But then IT happened, the unimaginable change that rocked my conservative raider self. That change was the introduction of a new type of raider, one more full of school spirit, of appreciation, and of course, a completely crazier type of raider. It was the dawn of the Respectful Raider.
As soon it was announced I didn’t know how to react. What is this sorcery? What is a Respectful Raider? Aren’t we supposed to be rowdy raiders? I mean, how can I be the ROWDY RAIDER if I’m told to be a respectful one? I figured the change wouldn’t mean much, everyone would still be their old rowdy selves and I could go on being the ROWDY RAIDER. But that’s not what happened at all. I started to notice people being nicer, more kind, and most of all, respectful. I was appalled. How could everyone forget about being a ROWDY RAIDER? It was if it never had even happened. I then began to feel the effects of the respect kicking in too. I went through a tortuous week of split personality disorder and felt myself compelled to become a Respectful Raider. All my years of being the ROWDY RAIDER and now I’m swept under the rug and forgotten. And the greatest question that comes to mind is what type of raider am I supposed to even be now? I find myself slowly becoming more respectful and kinder to my fellow students than before and it frightens me greatly. I don’t know how to be rowdy anymore, with all these positively inspiring videos we are watching everyday, and slowly my rowdiness is diminishing. I am nothing but a shell of my former self, and now I’m just a friendly and respectful raider, something I would have never imagined being in my entire life. But due to my undying dedication for the Flushing Raiders and everything they stands for, I must convert. So all that’s left of my former self is gone, I am no longer unique and special to Flushing, now I am just another Respectful Raider.