Day 2: May 11, 2026
Graduation season is here, and ACHS seniors are set to receive their diplomas and turn their tassels on Saturday, May 16, beginning at 10 a.m. at the football stadium. In reflection of their high school experiences, students in Mrs. Elliott’s 12th-grade English class were asked to leave some final words of wisdom and advice in an assignment titled “Senior Wills.”
Like a final will and testament, a will-maker (the senior) gifts or passes something down to a beneficiary or beneficiaries. Over the next few weeks, The Bulldog Barker will release the “Senior Wills” of the seniors who have granted permission for their wills to be published. Be sure to stay tuned and follow our page!
Today, we are featuring Bardomiano Jungo, Autumn Byrd and Cheyenne Sears.
Bardomiano Jungo
“Bardomiano Jungo Jr., being mentally present but physically surviving on snacks and last-minute assignments, do hereby declare this my official Senior Will.
“To the incoming seniors, I bequeath my daily routine of cutting it way too close and still acting surprised when the bell rings. Timing is everything, and I never had it.
“To the juniors, I bequeath my unmatched ability to wait until the night before and still somehow pull together a decent project. May panic always be your greatest motivator.
“To the sophomores, I bequeath my talent of nodding confidently in class while having absolutely no idea what is going on. Bonus tip: just whisper, “what page are we on?” and you’ll survive.
“To the freshmen, I bequeath the sacred knowledge that yes, upperclassmen do walk slowly on purpose in the hallway. It’s not traffic; it’s a power move. Your time will come.
“To the cafeteria, I leave my courage for trying mystery lunches and my loyalty to the one safe food I ate on repeat. You knew what you were doing.
“To my teachers, I bequeath my greatest hits:
- ‘Was that due today?’
- ‘Can I turn it in late?’
- ‘I swear I did it. I just forgot it at home.’
“May these phrases echo through your classrooms forever.
“To my friends, I bequeath the memories of laughing way too hard at things that weren’t even that funny, the last-minute homework panic, and the daily ‘I’m so tired’ conversations that somehow never got old.
“To the advisory period, I leave my unmatched ability to look busy while doing absolutely nothing. A true art form.
“To the parking lot, I bequeath my legacy of stress, tight turns, and that fateful moment when the fence and I became best friends.
“Finally, to this school, I bequeath my memories, my sarcasm, my love of snacks during class, and my spirit, which is probably still trying to escape the never-ending hall traffic.
“May you all appreciate these gifts as I’ve appreciated high school – confusing, loud, and somehow leaving me with stories I’ll never forget.
“Signed with questionable life choices and unmatched confidence,
“Bardomiano Jungo Jr – A Senior Who Googled Most of his life.”
Autumn Byrd
“I, Autumn Byrd, being of the blatant truth and resilient to the stresses of school, do hereby declare this to be my official Senior Will.
“To Emma Baumann, I leave my sense of coordination; therefore, you no longer have to worry about hitting yourself in the face.
“To my favorite band nerds, I shall pass down the knowledge of putting trust in the director, even though you guys don’t look up and out of the music.
“To Brody, I bequeath my self-control to not interrupt people whilst they are talking, owing to the fact that you always have so many things to say.
“To Owen Hawkins and Carter Hermann, I will give you the trust that I put into eating questionable foods that have been left in my car… for it will build your immune system and is basically free healthcare.
“To Grant Nienstedt, I leave all of my medical bills that you have caused when you tried to break my knee. Even though I have forgiven you, my wallet has not.
“Finally, to my beloved Joise Sumner, I leave none of my grammar issues to you, for I know you will never be able to recover from the catastrophe that it is.
“Signed while questioning if this is going to get me at least an “A,” happy that senior year is almost over, and finally, while thinking about how I love and will miss you all.”
Cheyenne Sears
“I, Cheyenne Sears, knower of procrastination and stubbornness, bequeath the following:
“To my FFA family, I bequeath my high regard for helping others learn, the feeling of winning that first medal, the determination that seemed to never fade, and the early-morning study sessions the week before state. May you all get a chance to compete in the things you love.
“To my closest friends, I bequeath our inside jokes, the hallway laughter that echoed a little too loudly, the last-minute study sessions that turned into storytelling hours, and the memories that made these years unforgettable. May we carry them far beyond these walls.
“To the upcoming Junior class, I bequeath my great skill of writing a whole essay an hour before class, the ability to confidently speak even though I forgot everything I wrote, and the great determination to get straight A’s even though it seems as though you’re failing most of the quarter.
“Finally, to this school, I bequeath my determination, my growth, my hard work, and every lesson learned—both inside the classroom and out. Thank you for shaping who I am and preparing me for what comes next.”
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