High Tech High School - Class of 2007 Lounge

Class of 2007 Lounge

With respect to tradition, each graduating class presents a gift to High Tech High School. Previous classes have given benches and trophy cases. The Class of 2007 created a lounge next to the school's media center.

The effort behind the lounge was time-consuming and costly. Members of the student council spent the last 4–6 weeks of school finding the furniture and navigating through the school district's bureaucratic quagmire, which required approval for almost everything. Preparations for the room included removing the contents of its previous role, as well as two layers of painting. Almost all of the physical work was done during the last week of school, after regular hours.

The second to last day of the school year was when most of the work was accomplished. A few members of the student council stayed until 10 PM, setting up the tables, couches, and opening ceremony preparations. The last day of the school was chaotic, with the mounting of a flat-panel HDTV, connecting of an HD DVD player, organizing a video library that just arrived in the mail, and the mounting of the class plaque. The class plaque, which cost over $600, has the names of every member of the class engraved on it. The opening ceremony was held with less than one hour left before the Class of 2007 left High Tech.

Up until the 2010-11 school year, many students used the lounge to relax and study; today, the area that was once called the Class of 2007 Lounge is now a classroom.

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