Henry Walther is an enigma - Cas Young

I originally was going to write this about Mark, who sits across from me, but because I've known him since the third grade I figured that was cheating. Instead, I'll write about Henry, because Lord knows I would never ever want to write about him ever in my whole life... Ever...

I remember back when I was in around 5th or 6th grade, I would go to Grae Chambers's house for Halloween because we're neighbours. And around that time, she'd invite a few people who I didn't know who she went to school with, which I was totally cool with, and if I'm not mistaken, Henry was one of them. We didn't really speak aside from trading candy or running from house to house, but that was okay with me. I was really shy, too, so I didn't really want to talk to him, but he was a super laid back middle schooler, and because he was at home with the other people with us, I felt more at ease.

Fast forward a few years, I no longer spend Halloween with Henry, but he sits next to me in English. He's on the debate team, doing extemp (I think. Don't kill me, Henry). And one day we went back and forth with historical music puns, which was a definite bonding moment. (i.e. Have you heard Amelia Earheart's new album? It's flying off the shelves.) I love myself a good pun.

We both take French, too, with the same teacher, even though we're in different levels. Neither of us are quite fond of the teacher, so in APUSH, we'll occasionally discuss idiosyncrasies between our classes, like how she forgot to teach us AP French kids a whole tense, and also how she plays favourites. I'll admit, it's not exactly the most courteous thing to do, but it's a hot topic considering how many French students there are.

Altogether, he's a pretty great person, and I'm lucky to be sitting next to him instead of someone who I don't like or someone who I can't talk to due to lack of common interests. My English experience without a doubt wouldn't be the same without his witty comments and comedic relief.