Mid-Peninsula High School

As the fabric rippled and twirled the entire student body watched in awe — a beautiful finale to Hispanic Heritage Month here at Mid-Pen.

Monday morning, the smell of fresh ink mixed with the buzz of first-period chatter as students and staffulty streamed onto campus. At the front desk, a stack of crisp papers waited—Dungee’s Digest, hot off the press. 

Once a week, Mid-Pen sophomore Judah H. logs onto a video call—not for class, but for an English lesson with a 12-year-old in Ukraine named Illya.

Upon arriving at the park, students began the day by crafting wood-chip name tags, each one tied with a simple string—a small but symbolic way of grounding themselves in the forest setting.

There’s nothing quite like the first day of school—the nervous excitement, the familiar and unfamiliar faces, the new beginnings.