Seniors Last Will & Testament - Class of 2025

In alphabetical order below:

I, Sebastian Acosta, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr Corazon for showing how Ucf money he made in his business

I, Adrian Aguilar, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. Pelegrin, to not be forced to almost rip his face off because of his students.

I, Andrew Ahrendt, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Busatto, this attempt at a last will and testament; to Mr. Delgado, the use of ChatGPT, taking over thought; to Ms. D, the memory of all the Danny's; to Ms. "Big Time" Insua, a more flexible schedule where she can actually visit; to Mr. Santa-Maria, too strong of a cough drop, making him blow out his precious candle (and my BK Stoll); to Mr. Chica, the Wii-remote-shaped hole in the ceiling; to Mr. Ulloa, an "aesthetic" sensor smudge thats really just unfixable; to Dr. Dugard the vision of a pigeon and a thank you for pushing me to join the EMT class; to Ms. Maria Romero, that on camera interview that somehow got me to an 80; to Mr. Aviles, a new door to dent when the announcements come on again.

I, Joseph Alonso, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. De Tuya, Ashwaganda for less stress on debate trips; To Mr. Busatto, money to pay my copyright fines; To Mr. Baez, a classroom with focused students; To Mr. Hermida, a lifetime supply of incense; To Mr. Rivero, a lifetime supply of pimento cheese sandwiches from the masters; To Mr. Aviles, a intercom that does not work; To Mr. Crossman, fully completed Sunday night journals from every student; To Mr. Ortega, a period 1 calculus BC starting at 7:30 every day; To Mr. Dugard, a potion to prevent sleeping during class; To Mr. Lewis, an abundance of BOGO deals; To Mrs. Amador, lifetime tickets to all Taylor Swift concerts; To Mrs. Galvez-Cuesta, more orange accessories. To Mrs. Clute, freedom to play bad bunny during buissness hours.

I, Jorge Alvarez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Ms. McGrath: Thank you for an amazing 4 years here at Columbus. The rest of my message is on a post it note somewhere in your room good luck finding it! To Mrs. Khan-Roberts: Thank you for allowing me to go to your class everyone morning and allowing me to talk to you about anything. I will miss talking to you every morning before school. To Dr. Lee: I will miss having your class after having you for 3 years. You have been an amazing teacher and I thank you for always making me laugh with all your stories. I will miss you greatly! To the College Corner: Thank you for all the amazing food you have given me throughout the year and for also getting me into college! I will miss you all very much. And thank you to all my other teachers for being so amazing. I will miss all of you and am grateful for everything you guys have done for me.

I, Pablo Badell, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Garrigo, thank you; to Mr. Ferguson, Thank you.

I, Gabriel Barquero, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr Phillip Santa Maria, more scented candles; to Mr Pelegrin, a signed jersey of Cooper Dejean from the Eagles; to Mrs Daniella, a cup of the world’s finest Cuban coffee; to Mr Gomez, a fist bump; to Mr. Corazon, an exciting and enthusiastic presentation on a good business plan; to Mr O’Brien, a tiger tank from WW2; to Mr Campbell, a new owner for the Cowboys; to Mr Davis, a free plane ticket to Spain for another walk of el camino; to Mr. Cooper, a very good singer with a good voice; to Mr. Morrissey, a lacrosse state championship; to Mr. De Tuya another debate championship; to Mrs. Kenia, a free plane ticket to Spain; to Mr. Casals a signed copy collection for Lord of the Rings; to Mr Diaz the best filming equipment ever made. To the rest of the teachers and mentors that i did not mention, I am sorry that I could not put you here, but I just don’t know what you might want. To all of my teachers, regardless of whether I mentioned you or not, thank you so much for teaching me, and I hope you all enjoy the rest of your time at Columbus.

I, Sean Benedit, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Deville, the keys to the country of Luxembourg; to Mrs. Khan-Roberts, a comically overstuffed bag of beignets; to Mr. Casals, another student to ruin your class’ future curves; to Mr. Moro, a lifetime supply of particularly big fist pumps in the hallway; to Ms. Taylor, a mystical device that instantaneously teleports students to an infinite inferno when they fool around with the spray bottle in class; to Mrs. De La Hoz, a Michelin Star; to Mr. Levy, the deceased remains of my pork belly burnt ends; to Mr. Gomez, a bargain bin array of two-star horror movies; to Mr. Gonzalez, a new drone that doesn’t jumpscare students mid-makeup exam; to Mr. Pelegrin, another big Eagles win for the sake of the future Seniors’ souls; to Mr. Busatto, a comically large decibel level monitor and an accompanying pointy-hand-stick-thing; to Mr. Baez, a megaphone (for no particular reason other than I could see him making good use of it); to Mr. Kumer, a sudden and unexpected visitation from the rug dealers; to Mr. Crossman, a gargantuan Crossman Space Laser to aim wherever on this feeble planet you please; to Mrs. Amador, a giant hug because I can’t think of anything funny (rats!), and to Ms. McGrath, your keys (but only after another couple thousand years) and a hospital admission for Fern.

I, Luke Begrowicz, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Moro, my entire collection of books and an intelligent freshman class, to Mr. O’Brien and Mr. Rodriguez, a class that actually pays attention.

I, Eddy Cabrera, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath to Mrs. Folch my ChatGPT Premium and Quizlet Plus accounts.

I, Javier Caceres, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. Cooper, all the guitar picks and cables that I forgot to bring to class.

I, Julian Calderon, being of sound mind and body to hereby bequeath: Thank you to all my teachers .

I, Anthony Cerra, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Mr Berch, Mr Benitez for showing me the real world and understanding right from wrong.

I, Robert Chica, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. Bussatto a Log article idea that I actually write and not dodge; to Mr. Diaz a lifetime of royalties of “Attack of The Killer Donuts”, a new frame for your Back to the Future poster, and cement to keep those chair in place; to Mrs. Hernandez a living pig; to Mrs. Allegret a day off; to Mr. Chica the Barry University guy showing up; and to Mr. Croke a complementary 18 hole golf date with Eminem.

I, Marco Cortes, being of sound mind and body, do hereby bequeath; to Mr. Moro, a lifetime of eccentric hellos; to Mr. Deville, only the best lazy weekends; to Mr. Casals, my best and only flag designs; to Mr. Frazier, mushroom pizzas straight from the oven; to Mr. Soto, if you’re even reading this, a willing return to education and at least some competent students; to Mr. Machado, my most sincere thanks for your support over the years in Marist youth; to Mr. Ferguson, a sequel to that book and a happy Cinco de Mayo (or whatever’s closest); to Mr. Harriman, my hopes that the groundhog will look at its shadow every winter; to Mr Sanchez, a dose of DayQuil; to Señora Medico, more great hibachi experiences; to Mr. Gomez, boneless KFC and a shoutout from the real Kendrick Lamar himself; to Mr. Amador, more reminders to make Blookets; and to Coach De Tuya- actually, never mind - I forgot to flow the argument. Sorry DT, I’ll send some pound cake to make up for it!

I, Armando Cosio, being sound of mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Pelegrin, the Mount Rushmore of Bad Cheaters; to Mr. O’Brien, students that will actually pay attention in his class instead of making jokes.

I, Tyler De La Acena, being sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr.Corazon minus 80.

I, Mario De La Rosa Rojas, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: I bequeath Mr. Deville because a funny moment that happen in class with Logan Boyd and his headphones.

I, Gustavo Diaz, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: my phone to Mrs. Llontop.

I, Pablo Echevarria, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: my alarm clock for Mrs. Taylor so she can wake up on time to get to home room before 7:45, ,to my beloved OB I leave you an AB it's an inside joke he will understand, and to my king Mr. Scholer, I leave you my megaphone so the whole world can her singing and spread notes to the school, and to the one and only Mr. Trujillo, I leave a thank you.

I, JuanPablo Espinosa, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. Garrigo a thank you for being a goat 1st period teacher; to Mrs. Essig a class full of yearbook students that actually submit their stuff on time; to Mr. Amador students that will put their phones up; to Mr. Campbell students that don’t talk as much as me; to Mr. Santa-Maria a new elder pearl to make up for the one you died from that fateful day in 3rd quarter; and to Mr. Chica a class that gets 100% pass on the final and a thank you for the clutch up with contraindications on my practical.

I, Adrian Estevez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Mr. Corazon, $1,000,000 and the world’s best pickleball paddle; Mr. OB, a full paid trip to Hawaii and Pearl Harbor; Mr. Ortega, A paid week off of work, and the second best Calculus teacher to teach your class while your gone. This is because the 2 years I had you, you didn’t even take a sick day; Mr. Frazier, The worlds best Ping pong set and table.

I, Danny Fernandez de Castro, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. Garrigo, thank you for everything you’ve done for me not only being one of my favorite teachers but teaching me how to become a man and always screaming and making me run on the football field; To Mr. Baez, thank you for all the funny stories and lessons you taught me, you helped me out in so many ways that you may have not realized. You helped me turn into the man I am today; To Mrs. Mallafre, thank you for being by my side these last 4 years. You have helped me with some of my college decisions and life choices. Thank you for everything; To Mrs Brown and Mrs Alonso, you two helped me so much throughout my years here. I have created so many memories being in SAC and that is because of you guys, To Mr. LU BAEZ thank you for everything dawg, and To Mrs. D, thank you for everything, I truly feel like I can tell or talk to you about anything.

I, Daniel Fernandez de Castro, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. LU BAEZ thank u for everything dawg. To Mrs. D, thank you for everything I truly feel like i can tell or talk to you about anything.

I, Jason Alexander Fernandez, being of sound mind, body, do hereby bequeath: To Mr. Delgado, a comedically large-sized 30-second dance party button (because one can never party too hard for 30 seconds), my sacred collection of SD cards (may they never be corrupted), and a year-long supply of post-it notes for you to randomly discover across the studio. To Mr. J-Boogie Busatto, a classroom full of cricket sound machines that chirp whenever someone doesn’t laugh at your jokes, a brand new suit jacket worthy of your drip, and the world’s tiniest Bluetooth speaker for blasting terrible heavy metal music. To Ms. D, students who actually pass your AP test (miracles do happen), a $1 billion Starbucks gift card because your caffeine addiction deserves funding, and a limited-edition collection of dinosaur chicken nugget stuffed animals. To Mrs. Insua, an endless stream of random hallway visits just so I can update you on my day, a big red button that screams “MISSSSSS” every time it’s pressed, and automated emails asking you to accept my late work, because some traditions are sacred.

I, Lucas Francisco, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Mrs. Brinson a picture of me to keep on her all the time so that Ill always be there.

I, Luca Gabaldoni, being of south mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Corazon with a -80% deduction on his final for saying “um” too many times.

I, Gabriel Fraga, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Busatto, a basketball hoop to work on his jumper; Ms. Daniella Rodriguez, an AP Psych book for dummies so students can pass the AP test; Mr. Delgado, a lifetime supply of dude wipes. Thank you to these teachers for changing my life and supporting me through my whole time at Columbus.

I, Gabriel Garcia, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Lourdes Cofresi, an end-of-the-year senior class photograph with me badly cropped into it and a 13 oz jar of Nutella; to Patricia Noy, a pack of Excedrin Migraine caplets and a 13 oz jar of Nutella; to Erin McGrath, a collection of my old scripts I was too scared to ever show and a 13 oz jar of Nutella; to Joseph Croke, a book that honors every anecdote you ever told in class and a 13 oz jar of Nutella; to Andres Aviles, a 13 oz jar of Nutella with number cookies; to Ludwig Baez, a chemically pure 13 oz jar of Nutella; to Cody Morrissey, a copy of my final college essay and a 13 oz jar of Nutella; to Oscar Benitez, a 13 oz jar of Nutella that it was made in THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA BABY WOOO YEAHHH; to Lissette Leonard, a 13 oz jar of Nutella with number cookies; to Christopher Connell, a 13 oz jar of Nutella with animal-shaped cookies; to Gabriel Gomez, an apology letter and a 13 oz jar of Nutella; to Joseph Busatto, a 1 oz jar of Nutella; and to Ignacio Soto, who although is no longer a teacher at Christopher Columbus High School, but somebody I will always remember, a 13 oz jar of Nutella with sprinkles.

I, Joseph Garcia, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Crossman, I am sorry for my slip of tongue on THAT QUIZ.

I, Nicolas Garcia, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: my brain to Mr. Saavedra so he can preserve my genius.

I, Constantin Gentil, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Coach Deville to have a picture of me in his class forever, especially whenever he gets his permanent classroom.

I, David Gil, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Dr. Lee my deepest gratitude for being my school aunt and always having my back. I bequeath Mr. O Brien my thanks and my respect for teaching two of the most informative classes I have ever taken at Columbus. Thank you both.

I, Daniel Gonzalez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Pelegrin, front row seats to Bad Bunny; to Sra. Folch, estudiantes que no se callan; to Mr Chica, kids who do their rides and clinicals before April and ; to Mrs. Hernandez, all the PLTW answers on Quizlet; to Mr Levy, my Minecraft world in AP GOV; to Ms. Taylor, biozone and progress check answers on Quizlet; to Mr. Moro, no waiting; to Mrs. Acevedo, more notebook checks; to Mr. Davis, your own K-Dog; to Mr. Kumer, a lifetime supply of protein; to Mr. Ciocca, poker chips.

I, Emmanuel Gonzalez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Mr. Corazon to let me say um in the beginning of my speeches.

I, Julian Gonzalez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mr. de Tuya, 2 of the highest quality jersey frames for his authentic beer stained Lundell Panther’s Jersey and for his less authentic Forsling Panther’s Jersey. To Mr. Pelegrin, 20 more make-up quizzes and tests 2-4 weeks after the original date. To Mr. Ulloa, a roll of never ending film to take all the random pictures he wants. To Mr. Harriman, a class of seniors who put their phones up without being asked 10 times to do so. To Ms. Leonard, a button that says “Okayyy” so she doesn’t have to say it herself after every example. To Mr. Gonzalez, a new flag to replace the one sadly stolen. And to Mr. Barrentine, a win against me in clash royale during class.

I, AJ Guixens, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: : I am grateful for you Mrs. Acevedo being the best math teacher I’ve ever had in my school career so far, math not being my strong suit wasn’t easy, but you made math easy to learn so thank you. To Mr. Baez, thank you for being the teacher to the most to me about being a man, To Mr. Meneses, very thankful for the opportunity to have you as a teacher. To Mr Peligren, thank you for making the fun forever fun, and never being a dull moment, and making sure you put me in the best position to succeed, and being just a solid guy. To Mr. Bowman thank you for having the most entertaining class there is.

I, Ruben Hernandez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Mr. Baez, a room full of ma's; Mr. Croke, the fond memories of the “place next door” with your greatest player ever; Mrs. Aycart, the single greatest class you’ve ever had; Mr. Pelegrin, to bless your heart; Mr. Frazier, new shins after attempting to do more than 2 double jumps on a jump rope; Mrs. Alonso and Ms. Brown, for every student to have a complete uniform, Coach Hill (Papa Wolf), the worlds worst bbq rub.

I, Derek Kettel, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. A Gonzalez, an awesome rest of his year as he needs a mental break from his AP classes.

I, Ryan Lezcano, being sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Santa Maria, for making every class unique with your crazy stories that bring laughter to everybody present.

I, Eddie Lopez De Uralde, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Busatto my Starbucks rewards points along with all of my aura and a deed of ownership to the property of the Wyndham; to Mr. Machado: Practice that ends at exactly five and a pair of Asics; To Mr. Bowman and Mr. Linfors: a good Orioles playoff performance; to Mr. Frazier: A membership at Augusta National; to Dr. Lee: a class without DAC; to Mr. Nunez a stay at The Marshall House; to Mr. Baez: Tickets to Ultra and finally, to Mendo: a Yankees World Series win. I cannot believe my time here is over and I cannot express how much Columbus has done for me over the past four years and the impact the teachers have had on me. I hope to return one day as the father of an Explorer, but until then, goodbye Columbus and Adelante.

I, Luciano Manrique, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Cooper, thank you for all the musical experiences you've allowed me to have with you. Hopefully we both keep rocking on.

I, Brian Martinez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Mr. Corazon for always saying we’re going to have a quiz called the persons name that is not paying attention in class.

I, Lucas J. Martinez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: To Mrs. Noy — A classroom of competent students and a hello from your sister, to Mr. Fernandez — A lifetime supply of Ghirardelli, to Mrs. Mallafre — a thank you and a warm hug for believing in me, to Mr. Rodriguez — May the northern jet streams be ever in your favor, to Mr. McKeon — another win for UCONN, to Dr. Saavedra — a “Mornin Sir”, to Mr. Machado — the Gallic cross and a lifetime supply of authentic Japanese food topped with soy sauce from the squad, to Mr. Casals — the entirety of the lord of the rings trilogy, Hogwarts pjs and infinite “Hey Bups,” to Mr. Landera — congratulations for the four-peat, to Mrs. Khan-Roberts — un “Hola que Tall” and more wonderful travels, to Mrs. Leonard — a thank you for being an amazing math teacher, to Mr. Andres Gonzalez — a lifetime supply of Baron’s AP Human Geography books and the map quiz more South America, to Mr. Ulloa — a thank you for the letter of recommendation and a copy of every Zelda game out there, to Dr. Lee — a full recovery and a trip to South Africa, to Mr. Ferguson — a hello to baby Brucie, to Mr. Corazon — a thank you for teaching me about finance and a lifetime supply of “ums,” to Mr. de Tuya — another excellent trip to Japan and anywhere else in the world, to Mr. Harriman — another successful trip to the grocery store and great quality videos and comics, to Mrs. Medico — “Arigato Gozaimasu Sensei,” to Mr. Santa-Maria — a hopeful run-in in Japan, to Mrs. Essig — thank you for helping me with my college decisions, to Ms. D — a happy marriage and a lifetime supply of pies to the face, to Mr. Busatto — me constantly freaking out over the littlest things, to Mrs. Alegret — Thank you for taking me on Europe trips, they were the highlights of my high school life, to Cowboy — thank you for also coming on the Europe trips you were an awesome chaperone, to Mr. Gerry Gonzalez — thank you for letting me grow in campus ministry, to Br. Dittus — I guess I did make a 40 year old kinda proud.

I, Nicholas Heberto Matamoros, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Casals my copy of the lord of the rings and the hobbit; to Mr OB the ability to retire; to Mr Santa Maria another trip to japan; to Mr. Berch my wooden chessboard; and I would like to thank all of you for making my years here positive and may you all have many positive years left to come.

I, Matthew Mejia, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr Busatto, for allowing us to laugh more then we learn. Mr. Garrigo, for always keeping it real. Mr Baez, finally having a good Giants draft class.

I, Alex Monnar, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Cooper, to be early is to be on time.

I, Matthew Moreno, of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mrs. Amador, all the cat pictures that the internet has to offer; to Mrs. Clute, the one billion passes I have throughout the year; to Mrs. Mallafre, a new crop of freshman who need to improve their presentation skills; to Mrs. Fernandez, a thank you for all the attendance and announcements I have needed help with; to Mr. Linfors, Mr. Trujillo, and Dr. Vila, another student who wants to break every established norm and fistbump you right after; to Mr. Ciocca, one last car karaoke session while we drive to and from debate tournaments; to Mr. Pelegrin, an Juris Doctorate commemorating every post quiz discussion; to Mrs. KG, all the Columbus Chisme forever; and lastly to everyone not listed here and Columbus itself, a genuine thank you from the bottom of my heart - this place made me the man I am today and I couldn't be more appreciative.

I, Joseph Musalan, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: from Ms.Kenya’s legendary pachanga Friday music videos, to Mr.Frazier saying “Hey Bub” every time I pass the B building, to Dr.Lee’s projects of students acting to be arrested and committing crimes, to hearing Mr.Scholer sing to his music from the other side of the M building, to Señora Folch standing next to the phone jail making sure every single student turns in their phones as soon as she opens her classroom, to Mr.Connell’s wooden car race, to Mr.Alegret’s consistent assessments even though I wasn’t in his class as much, to Mr.Corazon correcting all of my filler words when presenting, to Mr.Baez’s super hard and interesting forensic chemistry class. Thank you to all I mentioned and didn’t mention for the help throughout these four years and making this journey memorable. Thank you Coach Kam for all the trust, support, and giving me by far the best year of them all.

I, Matthew Nunez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Corazon, a sound board that says “minus eighty” and “stand in the back”; to Mr. Pelegrín, free window repairs for life; to Mr. O’Brien, life-time supply of incense.

I, Gabriel Olano, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Ms. McGrath, endless brownie (fudge) points; to Ms. Mallafre, negatory; to Ms. Aycart, all the science ever; to Ms. Foyo, thanks for the perfect introduction to Columbus math; to Mr. Pino, an alternative waste water treatment system; to Mr. Bert Rodriguez, scary awesomeness; to Sra. Gonzalez, less delincuencia; to Mr. Kumer, an AP waitering class to teach, and some Persian rug stores; to Mr. Crossman, embedded links in all the colors of the color wheel #sapiens #slidingintothenewyearlike #itsnottheheatitsthehumanity; to Mr. Aviles, a nickel for every time the PA turns on and spurs immediate theories as to Mr. Aviles' reaction; to Ms. Reynaldo, a stocks class for her to teach; to Mr. Croke, the Christian rap genre; to Sra. Folch, todo Ethpaña; to Mr. Ortega, the discovery of new trigonometric substitutions; to Mr. Ferguson, a country for him to govern, a blockbuster three-part documentary, more smoothies??? Limp Bizkit, and a huge catapult/boulder drop site; to Mr. Hermida, an ending to the knife story please, and 🫵🌎; to Mr. Marti, a bear to fight; to Sra. Medico, a career in directing plays; to Mr. Ciocca, real stories that actually happened for Micro; to Mr. Levy, the keys to the city of Leicester; to Ms. Rayneri, for those GameStop stocks to go up; to Mr. Pelegrin, the mountains of Tennessee; to Ms. Taylor, a lifetime membership to the Mexico spa resort (have you come back yet?); to Mr. Davis, more trips to the beautiful places around Syracuse (not Syracuse though); to Mr. Amador, more Kahoot minigames; to Mr. O'Brien, much zenness and unicorns; to Mr. Detuya, Farm Boys performances I can go to; to Ms. Galvez-Cuesta, Ms. Amador, Ms. Clute, & Mr. Lewis, a microwave and coffeemaker and sink for the MAS office, and time-control superpowers to somehow be able to meet with MAS students; to Mr. Baez, thanks for all the fistbumps even though I never had you; to Mr. Busatto, thank you for being so chill about missing my article deadlines; to Mr. Pugh, thanks for the awesome Fridays off after basketball wins those first two years; to Mr. Marinelli, thanks for the CCHS chants; to all the lunch ladies, thank you for remembering my ID I felt so special; to the custodian staff, you always brought the vibes in the halls; to Brother Tom, it's always a pleasure talking to you way past the bells' ring; and to Mr. Linfors and Mr. Trujillo, thank you for not telling me anything about my hair this last year.

I, Sebastian Ordonez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Ms Romero, a lifetime supply of free trips to Disney World, and one year with a class of mature students; to Mr Deville, a future in a world in which Marco has not conquered all of Europe; to Mr Fernandez, a classroom mirror; to Mrs Mallafre, students who can appreciate good literature as much as you do; to Mr Kumer, a Neuralyzer to wipe your mind after grading terrible papers, and a class full of students who respect deadlines (sorry); to Mr Crossman, a damn good vegan burger; to Mr Aviles, a lifetime subscription to a personal rage room; to Mrs De La Hoz, a collection of all of Micheal Connelly’s books, more ninjas than any other teacher in the school, and a sincere, heartfelt thank you; to Mr Machado, a return of red-black burn to the top of competitive Standard; to Mr Ferguson, a good lawyer in the case *that* document gets leaked, and a happy life of stability and peace of mind; to Mr Ortega, a new chalkboard for polar graphs; to Mr Hermida, an X-Shot Insanity Motorized Rage Fire; to Deacon Dugard, a Super Bowl victory for the Cowboys; to Mr Marti, a spot secured for you in the Good Place; to Mrs Gonzalez, a tiger plushie and a long future of great Pachanga Fridays; to Mr Casals, free tickets to watch the new Lord of the Rings movie when it comes out; to Mr Pelegrin, a large cabin in the woods in the middle of who-knows-where surrounded by who-knows-what, with an address only his wife and daughters can find, and a supply of the best books of all time; to Mr Ciocca, a lottery ticket with a winning number; to Mr Levy, a proofreader for your slides; to Mr A. Gonzalez, freedom from the absolutely vile and downright diabolical questions of those two kids in Game Design, and success and happiness in your new career; to Mrs Amador, a month long, stress-free vacation, and a lifetime supply of Nerds candy; to Mrs Clute, a secretary and a bubble-blower; to Mr Lewis, a gold crown that reads “King of the Squires”; to Mrs Galvez-Cuesta, a life-sized Japanese Zen sand garden, and a return on all the work you’ve done helping us secure our futures; to Mr Moro, a good math team, and an honor society full of students who get their hours done on time; to Mr Busatto, a thank you for helping me get my first written work published; to Mr Linfors, a curious little gold ring with elvish writing; to Mr Trujillo, a psychic third eye to help him catch all those darned rule-breakers; to Mr Pugh, a bigger office; to Mrs Fernandez, teachers who write written notes when asked to, and who don’t forget to take attendance; to Brother Al, one indirect service hour; to Mr Gonzalez, a champion team of altar servers; to all my friends, the hope that we’ll never grow apart, and that we’ll still be laughing together a hundred years from now, whether in this world or the next.

I, Andres Ortega, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath that Christopher Columbus was one of the most challenging periods of my life and my life would not be how it is without it. P.S. Dolphins are the only team to go undefeated in a season.

I, William Luc Owen, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Dr. Burrus, copies of The Waterboy and Free Willy, along with a dedicated IT staff and arborist heir; to Mr. Lewis, a (punctually obtained) matching Bruins cap, along with the entire lyrics to Hamilton; to Mr. Ferguson, a bowling ball for use with your door; to Mr. Ciocca, some hunted Good Will with a side of in-season stone crab and the present discounted value of future income (whatever that means); to Mr. Levy, unlimited USA Today crosswords; to Mrs. Mallafre, unlimited NYT crosswords; to Mr. Ortega, a license to make endless pi jokes of varying quality; to Mr. Baez, the remains of the vacuum pump’s pressure valve; to Mr. Kumer, Mercury Acts 1 & 2; to Mr. Crossman, the address of anyone who addresses you without “Chief Keith, sir!”; to Mr. Machado, infinite copies of Colossal Dreadmaw; to Mr. Fernandez, the deed to the Cold Stone Creamery on South Dixie Highway; to Mr. Pino, the Silk Road of fast food (South Dixie Highway); and to Mr. Dugard, a proper fist bump.

I, Nicholas Padron, being sound of mind and body do hereby bequeath to: Mr. Kumer, 20 wolverines; Mr. Pelegrin, multiple essays that discuss literary devices (including enjambment); Mr. Aviles, an abnormal amount of obtuse triangles; all teachers that have taught me throughout my 4 years, thank you.

I, Andres Paniagua, being of sound mind and body do herby bequeath: to Carlos Moro. Thank you for helping me and believing in me back in 9th grade. I’ll never forget what you did for me!

I, Gustavo Pelaez, being of sound mind and body do herby bequeath, to Mr. Corazon a class presentation without ums or uhs and plenty of preparation. To Mr. Pelegrin, a class full of 5's on the AP exam, to Mr. Ortega a class full of kids who always do their homework.

I, Andrew Oliver Peña, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. A. Fernandez, an endless supply of collar extenders; to Mr. Kumer, an AP Research class full of students passionate about their papers and who always turn their work in before the due date; to Mr. Baez, a class that won’t accidentally destroy the lab; to Mr. Croke, a class that always wants to listen to the deep thought of the day; to Mr. McKeon, an attentive class that loves history and sports; to Dr. Deacon Dugard, the position of religion department head, another free period, and the Cowboys winning; to Mr. Casals, a bust of all 9 of your great-grandfathers; to Mr. Aviles, a broken PA system that will never interrupt your class; to Mrs. De La Hoz, for a fun 3 years, an entire collection of ninjas, a life-sized tiger statue, and enough free time to read any book; to Mr. Crossman, a class that doesn’t use sparknotes and NEHS members who come to Writing Lab consistently; to Mr. Ferguson, a $100,000 budget for the Physics department alongside a golden crown to wear and a throne to sit upon while watching your students; to Mr. Ortega, 1 hour added to every period and an AP Calculus class where every student gets a 5 and doesn’t cheat; to Mr. Hermida, the zeitgeist of the Columbus community and the perfectly shaped coconut; to Mr. Echevarria, an actual class; to Mr. Marti, enough free time to watch all of Reservation Dogs; to Mrs. K. Gonzalez, Pachanga Monday; to Mr. Pelegrin, for managing to be both a systematic and relaxed teacher, enough time to read your top ten favorite books in class; to Mr. Levy, someone to check your slides for spelling mistakes; to Mr. Davis, a class field trip to Jerusalem; to Mr. Lewis, the real Isle of Lewis Chess Set; to Mrs. Amador, NHS members who do service hours and don’t ask how many hours they have left; to Mr. Busatto, endless Log and Twig articles; to Mrs. Galvez-Cuesta, the perfect method to get anyone into any college; to Mrs. Clute, the ability to write any email and set up any meeting instantly; to Mr. Moro, students who don’t use ChatGPT and NMHS members who consistently tutor; to Mr. Trujillo, a group of police trained dogs that can sniff out any destructive decisions; to Mr. Scholer an honors speech class and enough time to tell all of your stories; to Mr. A. Gonzalez, freedom from your 5th period and 2nd period students and an amazing experience in Tampa; to Br. Eladio, a new high-definition camera; to Mr. Linfors, no destructive decisions to deal with; to Mrs. Mallafre, a freshman class that behaves; and finally, to Mr. Pugh, a firm handshake with every student, not a single senior being asked to leave during the second semester, and a big thank you for 4 amazing years. Adelante.

I, Matthew Perera, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: The end of the knife story to Mr. Hermida. 50 Shades of Mosquera to Mr. Pelegrin along with a book from Charles Dickens. Thank you to all these teachers and those not mentioned for making my Columbus experience something to remember for the rest of my life.

I, Matthew Quesada, being of sound mind and body, do hereby bequeath to Omar Delgado a lifetime supply of different XLR cables—ranging in lengths, colors, and diameters—all delivered in one tangled, glorious mess. To Ms. Insua, I leave an unedited script, desperate for revision, just to keep the tradition alive. To Mr. Busatto, I offer a single Post-it note featuring a crudely drawn seal proudly exclaiming, “Arf.” To Mr. OB, I leave an entire mangrove (yes, the whole thing) straight from the Keys—roots, mosquitoes, and all. To the College and Career Center, I leave a fresh stash of snacks to replace the countless ones I “borrowed” over the past four years. And to Ms. D, I leave a 10-foot Dino Nugget—because some legacies are prehistoric and delicious. May all these items bring you closure and future enjoyment.

I, Luis Rendon, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr Baez, letting me sleep in class and relax, and to Mr Santa Maria for allowing me to laugh while learning.

I, Sebastian Romero, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mrs. Brinson, eating food in your class, Mrs. J.T. , and thanks for being the coolest teacher in the school; to Mrs. Gonzalez, calling us delinquentes and Pachanga Friday; to Mr. Moscoso, teaching us to use words like spit, ace, and fudge instead of cussing, and the daily prayers and the mornings thanks for being my favorite English teacher of my 4 years; to Coach Kameron Clark, just a huge thank you for believing in me so much to the point where you brought me into the team senior year I’ll never forget this year with you coach. Thanks a lot to all of you for making my time in Columbus the best ever.

I, Joseph Jr Salave’a, being of sound mind and body, do hereby bequeat to Mr. Pugh, a lifetime supply of motivational speeches, and a gold medal for being the heart and soul of Columbus; to Ms. Noy, a classroom where every student finally understands derivatives on the first try — thank you for making me feel seen and supported; to Mr. Staiano, endless football debates and a Spanish class that never runs out of laughter — gracias por todo, profe; to Ms. Reynaldo, a lab full of students who never need extra help (but secretly miss your kindness when they do); to Mr. Campbell, a class full of patient math lovers; to Ms. Brinson, a Congress that finally listens and a classroom of students who bring the same realness you bring to us every day — thanks for giving me the confidence boost I didn’t know I needed; to Ms. Rodriguez, a front-row seat at the next big coaching conference — your passion inspired me more than you know; to Mr. Diaz, an unlimited film budget and a Hollywood Walk of Fame star for being one of the funniest and most passionate teachers at Columbus; to Mr. Trujillo, an endless supply of ties for the next wave of clueless sophomores — thank you for making me feel welcome from day one. Thank you to all my teachers, mentors, and the Columbus family for shaping these unforgettable years.

I, Christian San Juan, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath to Mr. Paul Kumer, the ancient rituals of you know who, to Mr. Crossman, my ability to do an SNJ in less than an hour late on a Sunday night, to Mr. Fernandez, the full copyrights to the Oingo Boingo Bounce Bar name and product, to Mrs. Acevedo, the ability to have a full notebook at the end of each quarter, to Mrs. Martinez, that no one is on the "hit-list" for the class of 2026, to Mrs. Rodriguez, a DND campaign that does not take years to meet up, to Mr. Baez, the ability to win your fantasy football leagues, to Mr. Levy, a Miami Dolphins playoff run, to Mr. Berch, that everyone puts their phones up, to Mr. Hermida, my full collection of A Tribe Called Quest vinyl albums, to Mr. Pelegrin, my recipe for my own protein peanut butter and jelly, and to all of College and Career Counseling, that the next year's senior class visit you for actual college inquiries rather than to raid the snacks like we did.

I, Sean Santos, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Baez, a billboard that says BDB with a goofy picture of his face on it.

I, Andrew Schmitz being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath my sandal hush puppies to Mr. Linforce (Linfors).

I, Daniel Sheehy, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to never use my phone again in Ms. Llontops class.

I, Carlos Soto-Angulo, being of sound mind and body, do hereby bequeath: To Mr. Busatto, a locked door for unwelcome visitors, a decent round of golf, and, finally, an old-timey quill and scroll, used to make you feel like a real writer. To Mrs. Insua, a more accessible office to visit and a comically large, red “no” button. To Ms. Rodriguez, a happy marriage and a painting by the Killer Clown. To Mr. Delgado, skateboarding skills (and kneepads) to prevent walking across campus. To Mrs. Mallafre, a classroom full of competent freshmen. And to everyone else, a large thank you and the remains of Matty Q’s appendix.

I, Sven Stumbauer, being of sound mind and body, do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Ortega, the last remaining strands of my sanity that I left in AP Precalculus, to Mr. Aviles, a mute button for the PA system and a lifetime supply of quest protein chips, to Mr. Ciocca, a super secret villain compound located within a volcano and a year-long class on Gen Z humor so you could actually tell some funny jokes, to Mrs. Foyo, a guide to pronounce my name correctly (It's Sven, not Swen), to Cody McKeon, a new incoming freshman who gets a completely accidental yet iconic nickname, and an unbreakable curse that prevents the Boston Celtics for winning any championships for the next hundred years, to Kenia Gonzalez, exactly 15 Hello Kitty balloons and a Pachanga Friday where students actually try to make a good music video, to Mrs. Aycart, early access to every new Amoeba Sisters video, and a student who actually says they'll do well on an upcoming test, to Mr. Barrentine, a student with at least half of my speaking ability, to Mrs. Cofresi, 25 blankets to prepare for the kids in your class who will inevitably say it's way too cold in there, to Mrs Essig, a group of Silver Knight nominees who don't need to stay until 6PM after school asking you for help on Canva, to Mrs. Mallafre, a class that treats Flashchard Factory like war (as it should be treated), to Mr. Pino, a pilgrimage to Israel to get you ready to be Director of Faith & Mission, and a successful Castaways tour, to Mr. Kumer, a formal ressurection of the Bring Back Bullying movement, an update to the Pyramid of Greatness, and a cardboard cutout of Gustavus Adolphus, to Mr. Crossman, a reminder to post grades BEFORE the last day of the quarter, and a guide to not write quiz questions focusing on the shirt color of the teachers in the AP Daily videos, to Mrs. Reynaldo, a truckload of cookies and a student that is actually in class for more than half of the school year, to Señora De La Hoz, an exotic pet license and a chat with Mike Tyson to prepare you for owning a tiger, to Dr. Dugard, a fresh litter of kids to compare to the rock on your shelf, a show in the LBC where you tell all of your crazy stories, and a block of Swiss cheese so you can visualize the number of holes currently in the Dallas Cowboys' roster, to Ms. Taylor, the United States rejoining the Kyoto Protocol and Paris Climate Accords, a band to perform Guantanamera with, and a plastic bottle detector in D25, to Mr. Delgado, a new cabinet to store more Funko Pops, and throat spray to make screaming at the CCNN kids just a little bit easier, to Mr. Levy, an infinitely long prayer in honor of Mrs. McCullagh, Leicester FC winning the Premier League, and a bunch of gavels next MUN season, to Mrs. Romero, a one sample z interval at a 99% confidence level for the true proportion of days where I haven't been in class for any reason, to Mr. Amador, a collection of the sound bytes I've used to signal my presence whenever you took attendance, to Mr. Corazon, a new loophole in the American tax system and a VHS player to see the last time Notre Dame won a college football championship, to Mrs. Medico, a trip to a karaoke bar in Tokyo where you can actually see me sing live, to Mr. Busatto, an article that doesn't take over a month to make and isn't around 20 minutes long, to Mrs. Clute, a tally of how many times I've shown up in the Mas room unnanounced yet you still made a pass for me, to Mrs. Amador, a new corkboard to put even more stuff in your room, a shipment of 55 Stanley Cups, and a storage unit to keep all of the NHS donations, to Mr. Lewis, Pedialyte to combat the inevitable championship hangover that falls on the UF basketball team, lifetime tickets to the Stanley Cup Finals, and a Mr. Lewis themed fussball table in your office (it's a lot more fun than Chess) to Mrs. Galvez-Cuesta, a Silver Knight nominee in speech that actually takes their application somewhat seriously, even more stuff to put in your zen garden, lifetime Impromptu Speaking lessons for Joaquin, and a rematch in Connect 4, to Mr. Gonzalez, a beach in Miami that doesn't need cleaning up, a CD of Mr. Sinn's entire YouTube channel, a globe, and an opportunity to actually fill out a march madness bracket with an AP Human Geography class, to Doctora Folch, a class that actually puts their phones and laptops away the first time you tell them to, to Mr. Pelegrin, bald head polish to chrome your dome, a speaker that lets you know if Mr. Deville is visible from your window so you can flip the bird to him, a Superbowl win for the Eagles next season, just so your kids next year can get a curve, sideline tickets to see FSU go 4-8 next season, and no foreseeable instances of your window breaking, to Mr. Trujillo, a state championship in football, and a subscription to MassageEnvy to lower your stress from yelling all day, to Mr. Linfors, Ninja questions that aren't always won by a freshman or sophomore, to Mr. Kruczek, a rec letter saying why you're the best high school president ever, to Mr. Pugh, ice packs on standby when your face turns red, and a season where the Steelers actually don't go 9-8 and get bounced in the wild card, to Dr. Vila, more office accessories and a day without anyone needing to come into your office, you deserve the rest, to Mr. Hermida, a troupe to do a reenactment of the Battle of Saratoga, more american history figures to call "The freaking man," more reasons to use your nerf gun, and a reunion with Big Mama, to Mr. De Tuya, approval from admin to triple the debate budget, a desk organizer, a new trophy case, an alarm that lets you actually get to the hotel lobby on time at debate tournaments, and an actually functioning speech division, To Brother Al, service hours submitted before the semester deadline (the amount of hour penalties I've gotten is insane), to Coach Campbell, one last "What up Playa?" and a live camera that follows cheetahs in Kruger National Park, to Mr. Machado, elimination of all people who scalp Magic: The Gathering cards, and a massive thank you to your wife for introducing me to extemporaneous speaking, to Mr. Ulloa, another trip to that one sandwich shop in the back of a convenience store in New Orleans, to Dr. Lee, an opportunity to finally be able to go to South Africa, photos of elephants with their trunks up, and the gift baggie that I've forgot to give you for around a year (Super sorry about that), to Mr. DeVille, another encounter at the window to Mr. Pelegrin's room, to Coach Moran, a successful tenure at UM, and an call from an NBA team in the next ten years, to Mr. Rivero, a gaming session on Fortnite, a guide on how to do a Peter Griffin impression, and a mysterious and convenient shipment of baseball cards and comics to your door, to Mr. Sanchez, a debate trip where no one makes an out of pocket joke, to Mr. Ventura, a Van Gogh painting sold at an auction for 10 cents, and a better GPS so you don't go the wrong way for an hour straight during a drive to Orlando, to Mr. Cooper, a collab with OutKast where you get to play the beat to Spottieottiedopalicious with the band, to Ms. McGrath, a facility to make more oreo fudge (I still haven't been able to try it :( , and a group of freshman that are able to remember lines, to coach Dunn, a football stadium on campus, to coach Weber, a year where your room isn't invaded by Mr. Amador's period 7 religion class, to Mr. O'Brien, a statue of Jalen Hurts and Saquon Barkley at Lincoln Financial Field, season tickets to every Eagles game, a poster of the Oppenheimer movie signed by Christopher Nolan and the cast, a compilation of Thucydides's works, a DVD player that doesn't exit out of the class movie every 10 minutes, and a tutorial on how to use the smartboard, to Ms. Brinson, an actual soundboard to make horribly timed gags in your class, to Mrs. Fernandez, a lie detector for all the excuses we make as to why we're late, to Mr. Diaz, a week where I'm actually in homeroom, a new costume from Puss in Boots, and a professional film set, to Dr. Saavedra, another World Series for the Atlanta Braves, to Mr. Marinelli, a new set of golf clubs, a school-themed golf cart called "Cartlumbus," and a stress-free admissions season, to Mrs. Cristina Cruz, a copy of my Forging Greatness poster, infinite amounts of focus groups, and new merch ideas for Columbus, to Brother Herb, more banana nut and blueberry muffins, to Mr. Nunez, another TKO in westcherstermania, to Coach Dukes, an immediate response whenever someone says "Sanibonani," to Brother Eladio, a new camera and to everyone who I didn't mention, thank you for making these four years the best of my life so far. Here's to many more memories. Adelante.

I, Rafael Suarez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr.Diaz, drive carefully and take care of Grauuuu; to Mrs. Medico, keep being you - you're a great teacher and a great person; to Mrs. De La Hoz, congrats on the marriage and I hope you have a great future with him. Wishing you the best!; to Mr. Harriman, keep being chill my dawg many blessings; to Mrs. Marilyn Romero, CONGRATS ON THE BABY! That baby is lucky to have you as a mother and I give you guys my prayers and blessings; to all my coaches, thank you so much for taking me in the football team and giving me the opportunity to succeed with you guys. You guys mean the world to me as you gave me another chance to play the game I love and because of you guys I'm able to play beyond High School so thank you!; to Ms. Brinson, thank you for letting me be me in your class and I loved your class!

I, Michael Tabares, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Baez a calm class where nothing wrong happens, to Mr. Hermida a safe canoe ride during castaways against cancer; to Mr. de Tuya calmer debate trips with more wins in tournaments

I, Enrique Valladares, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Mr. Baez crash outs and crazy stories, Mrs. Taylors long 16 page POGIL’s, Mrs. Frazier and Mr. Mendozas amazing attitude and willingness to teach, specially in the mornings; and Dr. Folch 0’s in the grade book for “conduct.”

I, Andres Vazquez, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Santa let me know if you’re willing to take over my business for me and earn 50% stake in the company’s earnings. Thank you for everything. To Busatto, thank you so much for nominating me for being the best student in not only Honors Social Media, but in Accounting as I ended with the highest grade in all of the class, of course. No, but seriously you’re a great teacher and everything clicked in my mind as soon as you taught it and I never had to study. P.S. I wore shorts for about 2-3 weeks after my knee treatment ended because I couldn’t find my pants. Have a great rest of your years teaching here and I will forever be thankful for the amazing teacher you are.

I, Samuel Villavicencio, being sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: to Mr. Ortega, a day where students do their homework; to Mr. Aviles, a Super Bowl for our Dolphins; to Coach Dukes, another day of free chipotle to the team; to Coach Machado, many wins against Olympic Heights and more people in 119; to Mr. Pelegrin, a teacher not a part of the system; To Mr. Baez, a real QB for the Giants; To Mr. Kumer, a USB drive of all the stories you have told us;

I, Benjamin Walsh, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath: Mr. Corazon I always have thought if I breathed too loud and you would say -80. At this point, I’m convinced existing is a failing grade

I, Justin Weaver, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath to Mr. Casals, a full hard cover set of Harry Potter books with the wands of the three main characters, to Coach Campbell, a Michael Jordan jersey, and to Dr. lee a wearable pin that says “Keep Pushing!”.

I, Thomas Zarut , being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeath Mr.Delgado to more Instagram reel quotes that he can send to his students. Mr.Busatto more gym shirts and better Pop Action figures. Mr.Ciocca to take some days off. To Mr.Baez a better NFL team to cheer for