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VISHAL ARYA

Years at Buckley: 3 "Class Can I Have An A + ?”
Activities: Band ’93-’94, ’94-’95, 7th-8th Grade Quips: "I know, I know" . . . "You need any help?" "I'm starved!" . . ."What did you get?
Soccer Team ’93-’94, ’94-’95, 7th-8th Grade Bas­
ketball Team ’93-’94, ’94-’95, 7th-8th Grade Base­ .. . "This is so easy."
ball team ’93-’94, ’94-’95, Senior Musical Re­ Quotes: "It doesn't matter how big the dog is in the fight, but how big the fight is in the dog.
hearsal ’94-’95. "Ignorant men don't know what good they have in their hands until it is flung away." "A1
the success in my life, I owe to my mother." "Then l must do what I have to do for nr
country." "Men are like meteors, destined to burn up in the earth."
Last Will: I, Vishal Arya, leave Ryan, the day I play fair with him during soccer practice, thf
Boston trip, a retainer, Latin class with Mrs. Woolf, "My little butterball has the sweetes:
smile!", and our friendship; David, leftovers of dessert from his Bar Mitzvah party, the da
when I can keep up with him about X-men, the day when he is loquacious during our bu
rides together, a TV guide, "Bu-tt-er ball", a thanks for fixing my watch and guiding the ner
bus driver, and our friendship; Lonny, our bus rides, the day when I am taller than he, thf
Boston trip, and our friendship; Ashok, Selsun Blue; Ben, the day when I give him a quarte
to buy a drink and our friendship; Brian, right guard and kindergarten times; Brad, a compute
with all the software he could possible have; Vivek, Boston Basketball; Jon A., math class
Trevor, Ron and William, the day when they think IBM computers are better than Macintos!
computers and our soccer games; Kathryn, the day when she completes all her Englist
homework, the day when she realizes that she is smart in math; Cristin, the day when I scon
higher than she on a science lab, and the day when I don't pester her to tell me what gradf
she got; J.P., the day when I will attend her parties; Suneetha, the horrible food at CTY, anc
the day when I don't have my book bag against her locker; Cheyenne, her surprise party; Mr
Salverda, thanks for helping me in English, soccer, baseball, and a Bob Dylan poster; Mr
Yeatman, smell the glove, my intriguing facts of DNA and his buddy RNA, and thanks fo:
helping me in science when I didn't understand something; Mrs. Allison, the day when 1an
fully prepared for class, and 1don't fall out of my seat, thanks for helping me get ahead ir
math, and a scrumptious advisee time; Mrs. Woolf, the day when I don't raise my hand at
the time, thanks for opening the doors of Latin, and the help when I didn't understanc
something; Finally, Buckley, the school I will always extol, the three happiest years of my
life.

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