Last Wills and Testaments – Class of 2020
Last Wills and Testaments
Class of 2020
I, Maximus Abadin, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Coach Moscoso, a ruler for his attention to detail; to Coach Trujillo, a cot so he can finally achieve his dream of living at Columbus; to Coach Dunn, a bus driver that speaks English; to Mr. Ortega, a working podium; to Mr. Aviles, a punching bag for his classroom so he doesn’t have to keep killing his desk; to Coach Pelegrin, a closet where he can keep all his annoying students and Horacio’s body; to Mr Lynskey, countless memories of lunch and learn; to Mr. Harriman, a nice wig and a head start to the new Stranger Things season; to Mr. Baez, a winning season for the Giants and Canes football team; to Coach Hill, a bigger office; to Brother John, a life time supply of candy for all the annoying kids that come into your office; to Brother Herb, all the stuff people stole from him; to Mr. Nunez, more toys to play with in his office; to Mrs. Mallafre, a day with Dabo Swinney; to Ms. Brown, many more huge ideas; to Mrs. Fernandez, an extra month off; and to the rest of Columbus thank you for the countless memories that I will never forget.
I, Gus Alfonso, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Paul, another great Friday; to Mr. Baez, a “World’s Best Dad” shirt ; to Mr. Hermida, a new chair to throw at Sal when he comes back from Harvard; to Br. Felix, a Back Row Boys hall of fame; to Mr. Crossman, thank you for the new name – Joe; to Mr. Frazier, a new wall for wall ball; to Ms. Cedeño, a future Pablo that banks; to Br. Herb, a redesigned Hot Tub at the Brother’s crib; to Mr. Isenberg, a new haircut; to Mr. Santa-Maria, an exclusive signed print of Eric fighting Isenberg; to Ms. Mallafre, thanks for being the person we all talk to with the insiders; to Mr. Núñez, a lifetime supply of smarties for the boys; to Br. John, have a great summer; to Ms. Amador, thank you for saving me from Ms. Fernandez; to Mr. Corazon, thank you for a homeroom to remember; to Mr. Ortega, permission to call you Wency post graduation; to Ms. Raful, a new pack of late slips; to Mr. Pugh, thank you for the endless support.
I, Anthony Alonso, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Frazier, a Rubik’s cube; to Sra. Gonzalez, creating a blackmarket to sell cheese sticks; to Mr. Larrubia, a photo shoot with Drake; to Brother John, a box of candies.
I, Gabriel Aragon, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mrs. Reynaldo, thanks for the warm welcome to Columbus; to Mr. Linfors, Mr. Pelegrin, and Mr. Ulloa, thanks for making English more interesting, all of your classes were fun; to Mr. Larrubia, thanks for having me in your class, I am coming back next year for that pizza box; to Mrs. Vessiere, thanks for teaching me French for three years, and being a great teacher; to Mr. Marti, thanks for making your class awesome, I will miss when we talked about pizza in the middle of the class; to Ms. Leonard, thanks for the fun classes; to Mr. Machado, thanks for being a great teacher and a friend; to Mr. Isenberg and to Mr. Corazon, thanks for making your classes fun and entertaining, your classes were one of my favorites this year; to Brother Felix, take care brother; to Mrs. Cofresi, thanks for making your class fun; to Mr. Zagales, thanks for having me in your class, it took some time but I finally went to Casolas; to Mr. Benitez, your class was the best last year, Benitez Nation forever.
I, Mikel Barbeite, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Ms. McGrath, my Nike socks; to Mr. Kumer, all the dragons in our class; to Mr. Crossman, all my late assignments; to Mr. Panzer, my costumes and writing; to Mr. Baez, a ringleader’s hat; to Mr. Davis, the playlist he never got to hear; to Mr. Hermida, the Book of Mormon; to Mrs. Koepp, the Louvre; to Mrs. Cofressi, a wall of weird; to Mr. Linfors, Bag End.
I, Liam Bascuas, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Staiano, some extra puntos; to Mr. Baez, you were one of the funniest, realest, and best teachers I’ve ever had; to Mrs. Foyo and Mr. Frazier, thank you for making math fun and easy to understand, which is a skill very few people have; to Mr. O’Brien, a supermarine spitfire; to Mr. Cooper, some business cards to give to people whenever they ask how old his saxophone is; to Mr. Pugh, a bottle of Nair and a regulation hoodie; and to Mr. Scholer, a trip to shakedown street at a Dead concert, a thank you for letting me chill in your room every morning, and a big thank you for making my years at Columbus enjoyable and memorable.
I, Salvador Blanco, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mrs. Cofresi, a record-breaking Wall of Weird; to Mr. Moro, students that don’t scratch his walls; to Mr. Kumer, incense and plastic cups; to Mr. Hermida, a wooden stool with my face on it; to Mrs. Chomat, chemistry students who don’t have English problems; to Mr Baez, a Jesse to his Heisenberg; to Mr. Ortega, class periods that are 10 minutes longer; to Mr. Ciocca, a lifetime supply of baby carrots; Thank you to all the teachers, faculty, and staff who make Columbus the remarkable place it is.
I, Kevin Blandon, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Machado, a successful season for Tottenham Spurs and thank you for being a great person; to Brother John, thank you for letting me use your printer and for being an amazing advisor; to Mr. Linfors, thanks for being a great teacher that’s very chill.
Last Will and Testament of Sean Buechele: My time at Christopher Columbus High School has been an incredible journey and changed me as a man since the day I walked in. The first day of high school for me was scary and terrifying seeing so many people in one place. I come from a small middle school of just 200 kids and it really hit me as too how big Columbus was. The 4 years that I had at this school gave me crazy and unforgettable memories that I will never forget throughout my life. Teachers starting from freshman year such as Mr. Nesser, Mrs. Mallafre, Mr. Landera, Mr. Ortega and Mr. Staiano that built me up for what was to come at Christopher Columbus. It made me grow and become an adult ready for college in the real world. As I move throughout the years, I made friends with teachers that really helped me in my academics and preparing me for college. Teachers such as Mr. Linfors, Mr. Corazon and Mr. Morrissey helped me for my common app. I’d like to thank Mr. Corazon for really sparking my love for stocks and finance and to get involved in the business world. I was always into business but with Mr. Corazon he really crafted the building blocks for me to create my future in business. Every teacher at Columbus has helped me and I will always be appreciative of what I was taught and learned in high school. I cannot say thank you enough because without Columbus I really do not know where I would be. Its been a great ride and I am fortunate to attend this school and meet new friends and create friendships I would have for a lifetime.
I, Marcus Camera, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Brother George unlimited supply of mints, to Mr. Trujillo a bridge from the U.S. to Europe, to Mr. Rodriguez a finals championship for the Celtics.
I, Daniel Narcisse Collazo, first of his name, king of K33, lord of Columbus, protector of realm of Westchester, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath to Mr. Keith Cooper both the newly constructed music room and my responsibility of talking to Mr. Crossman in the hallway between 3rd and 4th period.
I, Brandon Cominsky, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Coach Dukes, a huge amount of gratitude for everything you have done for the swimming team; to Mrs Cofresi, the MAS building being renamed “Cofresi Building”; to Mr. Parsons, a coffee machine for his classroom; to Mr. Lynskey, an infinite supply of trinkets to give for trivia; and to Mrs. Khan-Roberts one last time saying “Sacen La Campanada”.
I, Leonardo Cruz, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Corazon endless FBLA trophies and a mutual fund that outperforms the market; to Br. Sheehan, a thank you for all the books you order; to Br. John, a thank you for all of the funny conversations; to Mr. Nuñez, a new wave of seniors that don’t ask you so many questions about the college process (thank you for answering all of mine by the way); and to Mr. Pugh, a thank you for all of your words of wisdom and advice that helped carry me through difficult days.
I, Norman De La Cruz being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: a thank you to all my teachers for putting up with me it was a great four years, I hope to see you all around. Columbus without you guys wouldn’t be the same.
I, Joseph Elorriaga-Groso, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. O’Brien, a pack of incense; to Mr. Santamaria a World Series Nationals baseball cap; to Mr. Foyo, a pair of sketchers foam padding for his shoes; and to Mrs. Essig, a $25 gift card to Walmart to buy news games to play in class.
I, Dmitri Enriquez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Deacon Dugard a headache for two semesters; to Mr. Cunningham, an all inclusive trip to hunt both stags and rabbits; to Brother John, a visit to CrackACT.com since nobody ever used it; to Mr. Linfors, a signed copy of the NY Times bestseller On the Salty Water by Robert Linfors; to Mr. Lynskey, a crosswalk full of trinkets; to Mr. Kumer, literally Osama Bin Laden peacefully sitting in his classroom listening to his lecture; and lastly but certainly not least, to Mr. Pugh a bucket of hair gel.
I, Javier A. Fernandez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Kumer, a lifetime supply of rocks to eat for Gustavus Adolfish; to Mrs. Cibran and Mrs. Amador, a metric ton of pink Starbursts; to Mr. Sanchez, tickets to a Fergie concert; to Mr. Ortega, a charger for no one to use in your class; and for Mrs. Galvez-Cuesta, a list of every time you showed us the college pyramid.
I, Jose Fernandez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Although I have had a short stay at Columbus being a transfer, I do greatly appreciate the brotherhood and tradition that has helped me evolve as a man for my future. From being lost mentally in what I was going to do with my life after high school to now having a path with great opportunities that were given to me by the Columbus family. Everyone involved in my academic as well as athletic career at Columbus I want to say thank you. From Coach Dunn leading our team to a state championship, to seeing Mr. Trujillo everyday in the halls giving me the famous fist bump and smile, to lastly and certainly not least Coach Hill and our meeting and meet ups to hangout during lunch with the Oline. It has been a year full of memories and the best school year I have ever had. Thank you again, to everyone I talked to day in and day out, for the last time I love you guys and this school so much even though I have had one of the shortest stays.
I, Justin Frias, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Corazon, 4 semesters worth of failing grades he was never able to give me; to Mr. Staiano, his first loss at stupid questions stupid answers; to Mr. Cooper, for helping me nail the performance of a lifetime; to Mr. Cunningham, a retirement that consist of hunting rabbits and stags and playing solitaire with Bobby Orr; to Mr. Connell, coffee to keep him awake during student presentations; to Ms. Leonard, forgiveness for sitting me next to a poster with a regular ear; to Mr. Ciocca, a dollar every time he said “I want you to imagine” equaling to a total profit of $167 in the short-run; to Br. Felix, the nickname of Brofe; to the Columbus administration, a clean shaved and perfectly dressed student body for a day.
I, Marco Garcia, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Cooper, thank you for being beyond laid back and for introducing me to music production; to Mr. Kumer, Mr. Linfors, Mr. Moro, and Mr. Connell: thank you for showing me what it means to be a human before a student.
I, Manny Gaunaurd, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Corazón, an 8 hour video of me saying um, uh, like; to Ms. McCullagh, a MAGA flag, a fine addition to your classroom; to Coach Dukes, the best fishing rod known to mankind and a pull-up bar; to Mr. Connell, a test your students can actually pass; and a thank you to Columbus High School for giving me the best high school experience I could ever imagine.
I, Riley Hammer, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: I would like to thank all of my teachers and administrators at Columbus for helping me through the tough times. Each and everyone of you have helped me in some way at least once. I want to thank the teachers that have taught me and my brother for giving me a pass on a few things. Thank you to all the teachers that didn’t send me to shave even though I needed to. Thank you to the teachers who have been categorized as “mean” like Mr. Moritz, because of your strict deadlines and Saturday classes I feel like you have prepared me for the real world and college and for that I am truly grateful. Thank you to the teachers with laid back and relaxed classes, if I was having a hard day I would always look forward to your class. It is hard to pick favorite teachers at Columbus because all of them are incredible, but I have managed to pick a few. Mr. Pelegrin, thank you for having one of the funniest and best classroom environments I have had and thank you for being an awesome coach you have always looked out for me and I truly appreciate it. Mr. Nesser, I always looked forward to your class just because of how simple and easy you made science I learned a lot in your class just because of the way you teach, and thank you for being a great coach. Mr. Frazier, I earned my highest math grade in your class and it was entirely because of the way you teach and how fun your class was. Mr. Foyo, I was the only junior in your class last year and you looked out for me and helped me a lot in that class thank you for everything. Mr. Morrissey, thank you for preparing me for the SAT and college in general, you helped everyone in that class with their college essays and got all of us ready for the real world. Mr. Connell, your class was incredible and the way you taught it was even better, thank you for everything. Ms. Brown, your statistics class is one of the classes I looked forward to this year, I am going to miss the days when we would just sit in class and have class discussions about school events. Last but certainly not least, Mr. Linfors, you somehow managed to make Shakespeare interesting and that is hard to do. You are also one of the teachers who helped out a lot with college essays and I appreciate you for that, and thank you for being an incredible coach. My time at Columbus was time well spent I couldn’t imagine going to a different high school.
I, Matthew Healy, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Benitez, tests that I aced without ever being in class; to Mr. Linfors, my collection of Lord of the Rings memes; to Mr. Pelegrín, memories of the Peanut Gallery disrupting your lessons; to Mrs. Cedeño, the truth that Shakira is the real bad guy.
I, Roberto Heinert, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: a thank you to Mrs. Mallafre and Mr. Linfors for teaching me to appreciate literature and change the way I think.
I, Daniel Hirlemann, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: THANKS, to Mr. Baez for being the man, the myth, the legend; to Mr. Frazier for pronouncing my last name a different way every time he said it; to Mr. Corazón for always being polite in the most monotone voice; to Mr. Morrissey for the many dad jokes; to Mr. Machado for being the coolest religion teacher I’ve ever had.
I, John Huseby, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr.OB, thank you for not having a heart attack while discipling us; to Ms. Bell, I hope you find someone to bother you like we did when we’re gone; to Mr.Lynskey, thank you for being part of the process and turning me into a man; to Mr.Harriman, thank you for always being so handsome in class. Lastly to Mr.Rodriguez, thanks for never letting go of that grudge that was pretty funny.
I, Andre Ionescu,being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Ms.Taylor, I’m going to miss my favorite Gator fan; to Mr.Crossman, coming to your class was always an intellectual adventure; to Ms.Insua, thank you for being the teacher that always gave me a helping hand throughout my four years at Columbus; to Mrs.Gonzalez, thank you for all the extra puntos.
I, Luther Johnson, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. O’Brien, you will go down in Columbus history as the best story teller.
I, Javier Manuel Lopez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Ortega, the extra 10 minutes at the end of every school day; to Mr. Moro, a chair than can be spun around at lighting speed; to Mr. Aviles, Phil Swift’s hand chosen bottle of Flex Tape; to Mr. Baez; the entire UM football team; to Mr. Connel, cowboy boots handcrafted to fit the best outlaw in the West; to Mr. Peter Santa Maria, a entire firefighter grade hose to spray children that you find annoy, stupid, or annoyingly stupid; to Ms. Taylor, a water bottle made up of only the finest recycled water bottles; to Mr. Larrubia, a third Buick Enclave for all your traveling pleasures; to Mr. Linfors, the fattest and coldest mug a beer an undisclosed amount of money could buy.
I, Enrique F. Martinez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Ulloa, who likes Marvel movies and can play a guitar; to Mr. Linfors, who was always honest with his seniors; to Brother John, who always saved my grade by letting me print papers; to Mr. Ciocca for giving quizzes pretty much every day; and finally to Mr. Cunningham, for being a living legend.
I, Andres Miranda, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Davis, a box filled with items made of denim like shoes, a tie, and a clear touch board; to Mr. Kumer, to have the missing part of the plane delivered in his front lawn by a battalion of Swedish warriors wearing t-shirts of Gustavus; to Mrs. Brown, Internet that doesn’t make her sound like a robot on Zoom calls; to Mr. Corazon, thanks for taking us to Orlando for that vacation every year; to Mr.Ciocca, some anti Patriots, Red Sox, and Celtics memorabiliato; to Mrs. Amador, Mrs. Cibran, and Mrs. Anderson, several jars of candy in payment for that period in October where I basically lived in the office and ate all of the candy.
This is the last Will and Testament of Marcos Ortega, Columbus Class of 2020. To Wenceslao Ortega, I leave absolutely nothing, because I would just get it back once we got home. To Randall Martinez, I leave the memory of my losing record which has to be a record or something along with the memory of me somehow doing the best of the Columbus teams in Toronto. To Paul Kumer, I leave a promise to return with Otter von Bismarck. He shall be good friends with Osama bin Llama. To Robert Linfors, I leave a poorly photoshopped picture of the Fellowship of the Fellowship of the Ring, our Hobbitology class, as soon as I finish it. To everyone including those above, I leave my incomplete homeworks and classworks as well as my best wishes: you will need them when my younger brother arrives.
I, Jose Osorio, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Ms. Brown, a Barbie doll set and a basketball; to Mr. Kumer, a Getz/Gilberto record and a Chilean flag to add to his collection; to Mr. Parsons, a professional poker chip set; to Mr. Hermida, a pair of socks and a small wooden freight train; to Mr. Ciocca, a t-shirt that reads “It’s a Nike swoosh;” to Mr. Ortega, an iPad which has Siri activated indefinitely and does not stop talking.
I, Justin Parrondo, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Larrubia, an even cooler mechanical keyboard and more funny programming posters for the room; to Cesar, a really big Publix cake with that special word written on it in brown; to Mr. Ortega, the ability to control time so that he can finally finish all of his classes in-time and the rest of the stormtrooper armor to go with the helmet; to Mr. Sanchez, a life-size framed picture of Fergie for the best free body diagram ever; to Mrs. Cibran, a sorry that I can no longer be in my assigned spot in front of M27 every day at 7:00 AM; to Mr. Crossman, the crown of King K Rondo of the Kremlings so that you can finally defeat every Trump tweet you encounter in the coming weeks; to Dr. Burrus, a tattoo of the St. Theresa logo to complete the gallery; to Mr. Cantor, a lifetime subscription to Spotify because this school needs your music forever.
I, David A. Perez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Delgado, Thanos’ gauntlet; to Ms. Insua, an endless supply of Netflix shows; to Mr. Diaz, a cup of coffee so you don’t throw a chair at someone; to Mrs. Mallafre, a fist bump to symbolize my gratitude; to Ms. Rafuls, an updated Naviance account; to Ms. Brown, appreciation for all you have done for the student body this year; to Mr. Linfors, a safe Close Up trip next year.”
I, Jose Perez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Thank you Mrs. Vinson for always looking out for me since the start. You’ve always taught me too keep persevering. Thank you Mrs. Raful for being someone I could talk to about my college decisions when I was confused about something. Thank you Mr. Linfors for teaching me how to keep things light and funny but always to take things seriously. These last couple years have been incredible and I wouldn’t trade them for the world.
I, Luis Perez-Soto, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Ms. Taylor, a recording of “Take Me Home, Country Roads” and a plastic orchid; to Mr. Ciocca, a life time supply of baby carrots and recording of the Girl from Ipanema; to Mr. Hermida, a flamingo floaty to accompany the one in his classroom; to Ms. Brown, an official Barbie bungee kit; to Mr. Kumer, a turban for his Middle East lectures; to Mr. Linfors, a Sherlock Holmes pipe and a potion from Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
I, Alejandro Quevedo, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Moro, the famous Mythical Math Belt; to Mr. Kumer, a signed Mike Bibby jersey; to Ms. Brown and Mr. Connell, red plastic footballs; to Mr. Baez, the All You Need to Know test I never took; to Mr. Hermida, my socks so he knows they are always off my feet; to Mr. Linfors, my replica lightsaber from A New Hope; to Mr. Crossman, a notebook that doesn’t look like chicken scratch; to Coach Morrissey, a district championship trophy.
I, Joaquin Real, being of sound mind and body do herby bequeath: a thank you – to Coach Stewart, for his patience when I couldn’t hear his deep voice down the field; to Br. John, for all the times he let me use his printer; and to Mr. Ortega, for being a great math teacher and putting up with me for three years.
I, John Patrick Reyes, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Crossman, a jumpsuit for each of his chickens; to Mr. Kumer, a selfie camera for zoom; to Mr. Linfors, the answer to the ultimate question; to Mr. Cunningham, a Russian EDM album; to Brother John, a sign that says “you’re forgetting please and thank you.”
I, Kevin Reyes, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Ms. Insua, all the gum she may need to get through a year; to Mr. Frazier, a hair care routine along with photography tutorials; to Mr. Delgado, a jar of my tears from the endless nights of editing.
I, Cristian Thomas Rivera, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. O’Brien, one T-34 Stalin Tank; to Mr. Pugh one “How we doin’ gentlemen?”; to Mr O’Neil, one fist bump in the hallway; to Brother John, one piece of candy; to Mr. Machado, one ping pong paddle; to Mr. Gonzalez, one “Happy Birthday”; and finally to Dr. Burrus, one firm handshake.
I, William Rivera, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Mr.Corazon with numerous students to give -80’s to and a perfect business plan; to Mr.Ulloa, a 3D copy of the HAL 9000 and an actual good presentation; to Mr.Linfors, a Hobbit sized Bilbo Baggins statue; to Mr. Dugard,555 a Dallas Cowboys season record of 8-7.
I, Carlo Rodriguez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: I would like to thank Coach Foyo and Coach Wick for everything they’ve done for me the last couple years. Especially during track Coach Wick helped me push myself and made me realize I can’t go anywhere in life without first believing in myself.
I, Daniel Rodriguez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Señora Gonzalez for Pachanga Friday; to Mr. Corazon, for never actually taking off points; to Mr. Ciocca, for getting me through Mirco; and to Ms. Horowitz, for giving me hope that I would make it to the end.
I, Erik Rodriguez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Crossman, a bag of chicken feed and some lifts; to Mr. Baez, a carpet to cover any holes made by batteries in the backseat; to Mr. Cooper, a performance that’s mediocre at best.
I, Anthony Rodriguez-Mira, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Moro, a red pen for grading papers; to Mr. Aviles, a new desk and a protein shake; to Mr. Baez, a new New-York themed lab coat; to Ms. Taylor, a plastic water bottle; to Mr. Hermida, a wooden stool; to Mr. Crossman, a luscious wig; to Mr. Ortega, the world’s hardest math problem; to Mr. Linfors, a large pie from Frankie’s Pizza; and to Ms. Horowitz, a functional/quiet AC system and ice cream.
I, Alexander Someillan, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Aviles, a Miami Dolphins winning season; to Mr. Delgado, an STN Teacher of the Year award; to Ms. Insua, my freshmen writing portfolio; to Mr. Linfors, a Close Up group as good as the 2020 one.
I, Anthony Stewart, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Morrisey, I didn’t know I could read and laugh at the same time either.
I, Angel Suarez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. O’Brien, a pet Godzilla he can do yoga with, and many thanks for being one of the greatest teachers I’ve ever had; to Mr. Harriman, lifetime Disney annual passes; to Mr. Linfors, a huge thank you for giving me the best classroom experience, just as good as OB’s, and also, a wizard hat; to Mr. Ulloa, I leave a party city Captain America shield and muscle suit, and a huge thank you for being the best comic book club moderator a member and president could ever ask for.
I, Marco Trillo, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: A big thank you! – to Mr. Corazon for being an incredible teacher throughout all four of his classes; to Mrs. Horowitz for always being there for me to give support and advise; to Mr. Moritz who is harsh at times but who wants only the best for his students; and another mug to add to Mr. Davis’ ever growing collection.
I, Patrick Valerius, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Pino, a random password generator; to Mr. Kumer, a pair of steel toe boots; to Mr. Panzer, a bowl of Irish stew from Swift’s proposal; to Mr. Hermida, Armando Picadillo’s pocket knife; to Mr. Baez, a statue of Buddha.
I, Ryan Vidal, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Cesar Diaz free cafeteria pizza for life; to Mr. Charles Frazier, a “World’s Best Boss” mug; to Mr. Paul, the ability to control traffic with his mind; to Mr. Bruce Ferguson, a sticker of his face; to Mr. Armando Rodriquez, a life sized R2D2 to be his aide; to Mr. John Lynskey, police spike strips to lay in traffic for further protection for students crossing at the crosswalk.
I, Luis Vergara, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to all of Columbus staff a big ol’ thank you. Simply without them, I wouldn’t be who I am today. Whether it was through education, sanitation, food service, or extracurricular activities such as the Drama Program in which I was a part of for 4 years, it was everything that has led to the development of myself from being a boy, to a man. Or for some.. A slightly older boy with facial hair, acne and a disgustingly angsty attitude.
I, Andres Villavicencio, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Landera, I’ll be more awake at the UM games than I was all year in your class; to Mr. Morrissey, I didn’t know I could read and laugh at the same time either; to Mr. Isenberg, you’re the only teacher to ever truly appreciate how good my stick figures actually were; to Mr. Frazier, how you doing bub?; to Mr. Linfors, I know you’re a Caps fan, but #We’reABunchOfJerks; to Mr. Marinelli, you never believed me but, I beat you in 18 holes.
I, Daniel Volpe, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr Corazon, a new cup from Flanigan’s and a national title for Notre Dame; to Mr Hermida, more flags and geography trophies to decorate your classroom; to Mr Frazier, a “hey bub”; to Mr Kumer, a lifetime supply of red solo cups, gallon water jugs and muscle shirts; to Ms Amador, a sincere thank you for letting me skip class in your office, and to Christopher Columbus High School, a thank you for blessing me with the four best years of my life.
I, Matthew Wolinsky, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Corazón, your classes have been my favorite ones at Columbus; to Mr. Machado, thank you for being a mentor to me and talking to me about literally every sports thing I bring up; to Mrs. Horowitz, thanks for guiding me towards where I am today as I leave to college; and to Mr. Baez, thanks for giving me the best sophomore year ever.
I, Eduardo Yepes, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Corazon, saying “thank you” and “because I said so” 1,000 times a class; to Mr. Mendoza, having a life saving microwave for lunch; to Mr. Zagales, inspiring me to have my hair like Joe Dirt.
I, Ryan Yglesias, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. Pelegrin, a barrel of monkeys and a Cleveland Indians World Series; to Mr. Frazier, a 3.1415 ton shipment of Rubik’s cubes; to Mr. Parsons, a new podium to replace his rickety one in M12; to Mr. Panzer, a $1,000 gift card to Mojo Donuts so he can continue to rake in that cash money in “donations”; to Mr. Davis, a copy of the Sita Sings the Blues soundtrack that we all loved so much; to Mr. Ciocca, a large bag of baby carrots and a new air guitar for him to serenade us with every time the bell rings; to Mr. Landera, a new basketball hoop for Walk-a-thon that’s even more impossible to make a shot with; to Mr. Zagales, a Panzer IV Tank and the entire CD of Band of Brothers; to Mr. Crossman, a new Prius whose energy-efficiency would make even Mrs. Taylor jealous; and to Mrs. Gonzalez-Rojas, a crate of Lays chips large enough to last Study Hall at least a week.