Humanities is the only

class that I really loved going to and actually looked

forward to in the early mornings. I do not know where to

begin in trying to explain how much this class impacted

my life. I learned so much more than the good old

textbook knowledge of school. I learned more about people

from projects and personal interactions as well as

knowledge on worldly topics, debates on philosophers,

Shakespeare, poetry (that I actually liked!) politics and

news. Anything from the meaning of life to personal

thoughts on feminism was discussed. Good stuff, things

that turned from incomprehensible to intriguing.

It may seem like it's too

hard to believe, but believe me, it was incredible.

Whatever you put into the class you got out of it. I made

some of my best friends in that class. We bonded not only

in class but out of class. Not cliques, just one big

group of everyone. People from all different social

standing, "the jocks," the thespians, everyone,

everyone actually putting aside their differences and

coming together each morning for two hours of

"life."

Gosh, if there was one year

I wouldn't mind going back and doing again, it would be

that year. The reason why I am writing you this and

explaining this all to you, is because the powers that be

in charge of McIntosh, decided recently to cancel this

class. I think it was some comment on finances and funds.

Where this excuse comes

from I do not know. Never once do I recall humanities

asking for or needing any special funds for the class. No

school-sponsored field trips, no extra books. This is why

I am pleading to you to read my letter, my thoughts and

help me. Help all the alums of this class.

For it would be a deep

tragedy and loss to the students and members of Peachtree

City to lose something so incredible. All I ask is for

you to print this letter in your paper. I can guarantee

that people care, many people that can help. Please.

Thank you for your time.

Name withheld by request