Full Name: Constantine Jason Roshi
Please share your post-graduation plans.
I plan to study Electrical Engineering at the Honors College of UMASS Amherst. I want to go into research and development-- the sort of research that goes on at BAE, Raytheon, or MIT Lincoln Laboratory, where valuable technologies and systems are produced for all sorts of reasons, spanning the gamut from astronomy to zoology (and all the disciplines in-between)!
What is your favorite memory from your time at NAHS?
My favorite memory from being here at NAHS was probably the speech I gave when I was running for the position of Secretary for our NHS. I was a little bit worried, sure, but I think that speech showed me that I can do a lot under pressure-- including winning an election.
What is one piece of advice that you can provide to current freshmen, sophomores, and juniors?
Keep a balance. A lot of us stay up very late with sports, rehearsals, and then homework after either of those things. Make time to spend with friends or with family every day. I still eat dinner with my family every night. And please, get enough sleep.
If your life were made into a movie, which actor would play you?
This is a tough one. I can’t really think of any American actors, but there is one famous Albanian actor (sadly dead) that comes to mind: Naim Frashëri. (Interested readers will note that he shares this name with Albania's national poet.) He was a big part of my parents' childhoods, and he played a lot of big roles, including the title roles for Tartuffe and Hamlet.
Full Name: Jocelyn Jankowski
Please share your post-graduation plans.
I will be attending Clemson University majoring in Communications.
What is your favorite memory from your time at NAHS?
My favorite memory from my time at NAHS was the last day of school Junior Year.
What is one piece of advice that you can provide to current freshmen, sophomores, and juniors?
Balance school work and social life and don't be discouraged by bad grades.
Full Name: Katherine Rivet
Please share your post-graduation plans.
Post-graduation, I will be attending Penn State majoring in Communication Arts and Sciences.
What is your favorite memory from your time at NAHS?
Senior activities
What is one piece of advice that you can provide to current freshmen, sophomores, and juniors?
Do your homework. It is worth doing!
Full Name: Alizee Arbo
Please share your post-graduation plans.
After graduating, I am attending NECC's Nursing Program and hope to become a travel nurse. I also am planning on traveling a little bit.
What is your favorite memory from your time at NAHS?
My favorite memory was when I dissected a sheep brain in Mr. Ellison's Anatomy class in 11th grade with my best friend Leigha.
What is one piece of advice that you can provide to current freshmen, sophomores, and juniors?
Don't get caught up in school drama and friend groups. At the end of the day, the hassle is not worth it.
If your life were made into a movie, which actor would play you?
Jennifer Lawrence. She is quirky and funny and I believe we share the same humor and personality.
Watch this space for further exciting news about the Class of 2024.
In the meantime, enjoy these wise words from three of last year's seniors, Senior Class President Hannah Martin, Salutatorian Jenny Bartlett, and Valedictorian Leo Nachamie.
Hannah Martin, '23
Hi everyone! For those of you that don’t know me, my name is Hannah Martin and I’m extremely honored to be standing here, and being the first to congratulate all of the members of North Andover High School’s Class of 2023. We have not had the easiest four years, but I’m proud of each and every one of you for all of your accomplishments and I look forward to seeing all that you do in the future.
I would like to take a few moments to thank some people that made my high school experience memorable. First and foremost, thank you to my fellow class officers, Leo Nachamie, Cole Giles, and Jacob Nevins, who all worked tirelessly to make our class successful. To our class representatives: Julia Lane, Lizzy Nikolopoulos, Colby Muse, and Fallon Hurley, thank you for your dedication and creativity that only amplified our ability to make incredible things happen. I would also like to give a special shout out to Siena DiSalvo and Finn Murphy, who pitched in tremendously at our events this year; without them we wouldn’t have been able to accomplish all that we did. Thank you to our class advisors, Mrs. Perry and Mr. Pizzo, for all of the hours they put into us and our ambitions, and for supporting the steps the four of us took to make the most of this year. Thank you to our principal, Mr. Jackson, and our assistant principals, Mr. Young and Mrs. Grantham, for all of their support these past four years. Thank you to all of the administration, janitorial staff, teachers, cafeteria workers, guidance counselors, athletic directors and coaches that have impacted all of our lives and have provided us with wisdom and memories that we will cherish forever. North Andover has provided a home for many of us, which is what makes this goodbye especially hard. I would finally like to thank each and every one of my friends and family members that have been there for me for all four years and beyond. For you, I am eternally grateful and could not feel more lucky to have you all by my side. To my parents and my siblings, Emma and Trey, you have helped shape me into the person I am today and I love you all so much for it. I could go on and on about all of the important people in my life, but there are too many to show gratitude to. I encourage each and every one of you, before you move on into the next chapter of your story, to let people know that you appreciate them and love them for being in your lives.
When I look back on everything that has happened this year, all I can do is smile. I vividly remember at the beginning of our school year, I was in shock that it was my last first day of high school, and that soon I would be standing up on stage, talking to all of you. I didn’t want to rush a single moment of it, so I made it my mission to make the most of this last year in North Andover. Not only was it a personal goal, but it was something I envisioned for the whole class. When talking to my friends Leo, Finn, and Siena, we all agreed to make this year epic; we were running the show now, and we weren’t going to let anyone stop us. This all started with the homecoming dance, which hadn’t been held at the high school in many years. We worked tirelessly to promote the event, as well as the spirit week leading up to it, and as a result we sold 936 tickets, which is over 2⁄3 of the school’s population. It was amazing, and I was so proud of all that we had accomplished – but we weren’t stopping there. We put on a Junior and Senior Winter Formal, held several successful fundraisers, and just finished up a fantastic senior week. School spirit was strong all year, and NAHS fans showed up in masses to support our sports teams, band events, concerts and performances all year long. We truly made this year memorable, and I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did. Someday when I look back on my high school experience, I won’t remember the lost years from Covid, I’ll remember senior year and the memories that came from it.
The unfortunate part of this is that I wish I had lived my entire high school life feeling like this. Granted, our first two years of high school were anything but normal, but everyday leading up to today, I have been so aware of the fact that everything was happening for the last time. However, I got so caught up in this that I took advantage of the time I had at North Andover High School.
Now, for years my family and I watched this show called The Goldbergs. I don’t know if any of you know what I’m talking about, but it was about a family growing up in the 80s. My siblings and I love it because it is hilarious, but my parents love it because they get to live vicariously through the characters and listen to all of the good music again. Nonetheless, each episode offers little life lessons that we talk about often in our house. In one episode they referenced the movie Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. There’s a famous quote, which you may be familiar with, that reminds me of my senior year: “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around for a while, you could miss it.” I’ve been thinking about this quote a lot lately, and it’s finally stuck with me. For years I’ve been so focused on the fear of growing up. At the start of each school year, I would think about how I was one year closer to college, and that time was going by too quickly. But the truth is that I was the one wasting my time by thinking of those things. The future is inevitable, and I was so fixated on the idea of it that before I knew it, I was a senior. I was applying to college. I was leading a sports team, instead of looking up to my captains. I was the captain. Once I realized all of this and started taking advantage of each opportunity, I had one of the best years of my life at North Andover. I encourage all of you to take advantage of the time you have here this summer, as well as whatever you decide to do next in life. Whether that is 4-year college, community college, a gap year, the workforce, or military service, savor every moment of it. High school is only the beginning, and I hope that one thing everyone can take away from my speech is that the future will always come, but don’t let that stop you from living in the moment. Be where your feet are, and life will become so much more enjoyable.
This goodbye is extremely hard for me because if you haven’t figured it out already, I don’t like change. I love the comfort that is familiarity, but the truth is that each passing day has brought me closer to one of the biggest changes of my life: college. I know there are several teachers here tonight that can attest to this, considering every time I’ve seen them in school I’ve whined about leaving them and my classmates and heading into new territory. This year has brought many changes to my life, and most of the time I really don’t like it. However, one of my teachers, Mrs. Gravel, has been there for me and given me a lot of advice, which I would like to share with you tonight. Just like the future, change is inevitable, and the only thing we can control is how we react to what is thrown at us. It is impossible to grow if we stay within the boundaries of our comfort zone, so when big changes like college happen, they are often the times we learn the most about ourselves. It may sound cheesy, but we grow through what we go through, and although it may be uncomfortable and scary at times, it is what causes the best things to happen. So even though all of us are facing many changes in the coming months, don’t let anything stop you from doing what you are passionate about. I know that each of you are capable of achieving great things, but it won’t always be easy. Don’t let anything hold you back, because I promise you can overcome any challenge that comes your way. I want to leave you with one last quote that has changed my perspective on many things: Nothing worth having in life is ever easy. I encourage all of you to do what makes you happy, and don’t let change or any obstacle prevent you from doing the things that will fulfill your life. Congratulations to you all, there are not enough words to express how proud I am and excited for all that you will achieve. With much love, thank you Class of 2023.
Jenny Bartlett, '23
Good evening to all teachers, parents, friends, and everyone else gathered in the crowd today to witness this momentous occasion. Most importantly, good evening to my fellow graduates of the class of 2023. My name is Jenny Bartlett and I am honored to be speaking to you all as Salutatorian this year. I’ll make sure to keep this nice and short because I know that no one wants to listen to a long speech, and honestly, I am terrified up here right now.
I would like to start off by thanking some of the people who made it possible for me to be speaking here today. Thank you to my teachers for helping me accomplish my goals and teaching me that anything is possible. Thank you to my friends for always being there for me and for making me laugh when I needed it most. And a huge thank you to my family. To my parents for pushing me to reach my fullest potential and for always believing in me, and to my sister Audrey for being my biggest role model and best friend for the past 18 years.
My last thank you goes to my classmates. I have loved these past 4 years at NAHS with you and I’m so proud of each and every one of us for making it to graduation. It seriously is such an incredible accomplishment. It’s hard to believe that high school is over though. Wasn’t it just yesterday that we were freshmen sitting in the auditorium on the first day of school? The student ambassador leaders were talking about how fast high school goes and to cherish every moment. Of course, as a silly freshman, I didn’t believe them. Now, having reached the end, I wish time would’ve gone more slowly.
This end is making me realize how much I dislike the idea of the last time. The concept of something being the last time means it’s ending, and I have always struggled with that. My friends witnessed my difficulty dealing with last times on the last day of school. I was constantly saying things like “this is my last time touching this locker,” even though I had never used that locker before. The goodbye is always difficult for me no matter what it is. It was hard having my last track practice because I knew that I would never get to be part of the North Andover track team again. Most of all, I will miss lying on the turf and tanning during practice. My dedication to track is clearly very evident. But in all seriousness, accepting that something is over is heartbreaking for me. Once it ends, I always wish I could go back and do it one more time.
We have had so many big and small last times together. We already had our last time pulling into the parking lot, our last time walking up main street, our last school bell, and our last day of classes. The 5th grade clap out a long time ago and the 8th grade boat cruise. The last football game under the lights, the last spirit week, and the last time sitting in the cafeteria laughing with our friends. All the athletes have had their last game, match, or meet. Chorus and band students have had their last performance. The last play happened, last club meeting, and last robotics tournament. We took most of those things for granted. I would often wish for the clock to move faster, counting down the minutes until each day was over, but now all I want to do is go back and sit in those classrooms. I’m sad that this is the last time some of us will be together. This is our last time sitting in the gym. By far my hardest last time is right now.
We have made it to one of the most important days of our lifetime, but now that means that it is time to say goodbye. It’s officially our last time being high schoolers. In a few minutes, we will graduate and go on to the next chapter of our lives. This last time is now upon us.
I have come to learn the complexity of this seemingly simple word: last. A last time was always something I dreaded, but I’ve realized the good in it as well. The struggle to say goodbye to high school shows how meaningful and important it was. We had so many experiences as a class. From our first official dress-up homecoming dance to beating the staff in the basketball game this year to the senior sunrise. The last time serves as a thank you for all the memories. In the wise words of Winnie the Pooh, “how lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” We need to appreciate that the amazing moments are what is making the goodbye so difficult.
Though something is ending, it will always be a part of us. The memories and experiences have shaped who we are as people and helped us get to this moment today. We may have had our last English class of high school, but we have learned lessons and formed bonds that we will never forget. A last basketball practice doesn’t erase the immense joy of winning a game or the fun shared at a pasta party. These last times can be difficult, but they are not powerful enough to make all of the other moments disappear.
Before I close, I would like to leave you with one final thought. This small word “last” serves as an ending and a beginning. A last time allows us to have our first time of something else. Graduation is the perfect example of this. If I never had my last day of school at Kittredge, I never would’ve made some of my closest friends from middle school. If I never had my last day of middle school, I never would’ve learned so much from my classes in high school. I wouldn’t have grown as a person if I didn’t have these last times. We are all about to experience this on a larger scale. As illustrated by the word commencement, this ceremony marks both an end and a beginning. Today may be the last day of high school, but the first day of the rest of our lives.
Whether you are going on to college, working, taking a gap year, going into the military, or any other course in life, you would not be able to do that without this last time right now. This goodbye enables us to start a new journey and develop on our next path. Without these last times, we wouldn’t be able to have our first times of something else. So here’s to celebrating many more firsts. Congratulations Class of 2023! Thank you.
Hi everyone! If you don’t know me, I’m Leo Nachamie. A few months ago, in my sixth period yoga class, we watched a documentary called “In Pursuit of Silence.” It explores the concept of silence across various cultures around the world. One form of silence they covered was John Cage’s “4:33,” a three movement musical composition written in 1952. The piece is really just four minutes and thirty-three seconds of silence. When it was first performed in a concert hall near Woodstock, New York, it was met with deep criticism. Upon the concert’s end, one artist said “Good people of Woodstock, let's drive these people out of town.” Despite its poor immediate reception, 4:33 has been performed across the globe in renowned spaces such as Carnegie Hall. However, the beauty of Cage’s piece is that it can be performed anywhere. As such, after we watched the documentary, Mrs. Perry set a timer for four minutes and thirty-three seconds, and we sat in silence—no phones, no chromebooks, no homework. About halfway through, the bell signaled lunch and interrupted the silent symphony that had seeped into the classroom. I realized that silence is hard to come by. Our lives are teeming with noise, with change and busy schedules constantly keeping us from acknowledging the internal noise that resides in our heads. It takes effort to carve out time for silence, so when we encounter it by chance we should be appreciative.
I think silence is more than just the absence of sound. In fact, complete silence is physically impossible. Cage wrote 4:33 after entering a sound isolation chamber, in which he could still hear two distinct frequencies. The higher one was the sound of his nervous system, and the lower was the blood circulating through his body. Silence isn’t this absolute nothingness, it’s the acknowledgement of the ambient noise that permeates our lives. It’s always there, we just don’t always notice it. It’s when the air conditioner shuts off abruptly, and you realize how quiet the room is. It’s the sound of a rainstorm hitting the roof of the auditorium. It’s the moment of resonance between the end of a choir piece and the applause that follows. It’s the last 100 meters of a mile, when everyone is cheering you on, but for some reason all you can hear are your spikes slamming into the track and your heart beating in your chest. It’s the sound of your car engine humming as you drive to school, which you can’t usually hear but the bluetooth wouldn’t work on your phone so now you have to listen. It’s waking up in the middle of the night and feeling relief wash over you when you realize you can still sleep another 3 hours until school. It’s the stalling of your fingertips on a keyboard as you try to scour your mind for the right word for a text or email. It’s Mr. Ellison’s three minute “Leaves on a Stream” meditation he leads before every test. It’s the exhausted bliss that occurs when you finally finish the essay, or speech, you’ve been up all night writing.
In the process of writing this speech, I’ve had to take a lot of time to sit with myself in silence. In this quiet, I’ve found gratitude. Gratitude for my mom, who despite my naive pleas for independence still makes my school lunch for me every day. For my dad, who gifted me with stubbornness and a sense of humor. For my brother Henry, who’s shown me what true and raw talent looks like. For my brother Edward, who let me borrow a sense of self before I could figure out who I was. For my grandparents, whom I will be visiting a lot more often next year in Providence. For my girlfriend Julia, who has helped me grow to be more than the geekish seventh grader I was when she met me, and for her family who has supported me so much the past four years. Gratitude for the other two-thirds of the tech hydra, Nick Bottari and Ellise Nealey, who have not only helped lead our student-run tech crew, but also been sincere friends. For Linda Schoonmaker and the drama guild, which has gifted me with late night tech rehearsals, takeout dinners, and many “bee-yah’s”. For the janitorial staff and especially Steve Langlois, who have tolerated numerous late coffeehouses and play rehearsals. For Hannah Martin, Cole Giles, Jacob Nevins, Finn Murphy, Siena Disalvo, Lizzy Nikolopolus, and Julia Lane, who have dedicated their time to serve our class. For Mrs. Perry and Mr. Pizzo, who have been devoted and organized class advisors. For Mrs. Durkin, who has supported my growth as a student and a musician, and for teaching me that music is more than just noise, it’s emotion. For Josh Rosa, who has been the star of our coffeehouses the past two years. Speaking of coffeehouse, a little promo for our music department. The summer coffeehouse is two weeks away on Thursday, June 15th at 5:00pm in the courtyard. Please come to support live music in our school and see a lot of talented people perform. I’ve found gratitude for the choir officers, Scarlet and Black, and the concert choir. For Eamon O'Cearuil, who could barely convince me to give cross country a try before my freshman year. For the cross country and track teams, who have been my second family the past four years. For coach Bill Varney, who helped me develop from a “screen door in a hurricane” into some semblance of a runner. For Mr. Dellechiaie, who taught me that English is a lot like running: even when you think you’ve crossed the finish line, there is always more work to be done. For Mr. Guarente and Mr. Nugent, for their vision and inspiring me to want to move the needle. For Mrs. Tracey and Mr. Dulin, who redefined what education means to me. For Mr. Swanson, who didn’t just teach me chemistry but also how to be a leader. For all my teachers over the past 12 years for their support and constantly believing in me, even when I was so against school that my mom had to drag me out of the car to go in second grade. I’ve found gratitude for late night Richie’s runs, early release Wednesdays, and choir competitions. For cross country pasta parties, Minecraft sessions, and Saturday long runs. For trips to Perfecto’s and Heav’nly, punchbuggies, and impromptu home haircuts. For all of my friends over the course of my life, who have shaped me in ways I cannot explain. Thank you.
For someone speaking about silence I sure do talk a lot. I promise I’ll shut up in a second. I want to end with an opportunity for all of you to reflect on your own high school experience. Obviously I’ve shared a lot of mine, but everyone’s experience is completely individual. It’s not my place to tell you how to feel. Some of you may be happy, sad or somewhere in between. Some of you might be scared of the uncertainty that awaits after tonight. Some of you are probably itching to grab your diploma so you can get out of here and never look back. Whatever you’re feeling is likely completely different than the person sitting next to you. Despite that, we’re all here right now. We are all graduating, and we can all appreciate the silence around us. I’d like to close with a moment of silence to sit with ourselves and consider how much it’s taken to get to this point. As Mrs. DiMario has said every morning of our high school career, “Please take a moment for silent meditation.”
Thank you. Congratulations everyone, and good luck. I know we’re all going to do amazing things in the future.