When I tell my friends that I spent many afternoons reading in a loft bed as a third grader, or that my first midterm or final exam was during my freshman year of high school, I am often met with a look of bewilderment. FMS filled my childhood with memories and a family that both continue to be very crucial components of my life today. In my earlier years at FMS, some of my favorite memories were going on hikes as a class, whether it be at Mount Charleston or Zion. On each of these trips (and believe me, there were many), I was taught and reminded that there is a world beyond numbers and letters, and to be connected and enjoy my own little universe. And the best part, perhaps, of my time at FMS was as I entered middle school. Learning never became boring or a dread. Some of the best memories were because of Mrs. Erica, who spent countless hours creating songs about bones, the 13 colonies, and our digestive system; all to famous songs. And beyond her secret talent of songwriting, she knew how to bring learning to life, as we got to experience many simulations from history (Ellis Island and the Oregon Trail to name a few) that allowed us to bring our lessons to life.