It’s difficult to ignore the current political climate of our neighbours to the south, two weeks today is election day for America and already over 29 million people have cast their votes. We often talk about firsts as teenagers in this blog – first kisses, first day of school, first friends –   and voting for the first time is right up there as one of those formative milestones. But before we were of age to vote, we experienced politics in a different way: student council. In my final year of high school, my dad would drop me off early every Monday morning to attend our student council meetings as head of publicity. We would all group together in the library conference room – head of arts, athletics, grad, social, student services, secretary/treasurer, vice president and  president with our faculty supervisor Mr. Kent – and brainstorm ways to better the student body experience. In our yearbook, a little poem was written to commemorate that time, so here it is, with 2020...