Dear Mrs. Bingert and Dr.

Antunes,

It is with a heavy heart that I come to you to express my disappointment in Hillsborough

High School’s failure to accommodate the situation that we have unfortunately been presented
with. My name is Morgan Krempasky, one of the 600+ Hillsborough seniors that is grieving
another loss of an important milestone of my life. In the grand scheme of things, I understand
that a loss of a track season, a prom, a graduation, etc. is not the end all be all compared to the
tragedy our world has been plagued with; but it was still going to be a memory that would
forever hold a special place in my heart for the remainder of my life. In a decade or so, I’m
supposed to be able to show my children pictures in my prom dress so they can harass me for
my poor taste, or my graduation pictures where I have my French and National Art Honor
Society cord, as well as my Secretary sash draped over my neck. In light of the district’s lack of
initiative, I’ll never have this memory to reflect on.
As Mrs. Bingert has stated, the class of 2020 is rather going down in “world history”.
More specifically, Hillsborough High School will be going down in history as just another school
who did absolutely nothing to commemorate the intelligent, well rounded, pool of young adults I
pride myself in being a part of. What stings the most is seeing other schools plastering the
actions they have taken with pride to make this year’s graduating seniors feel special all over
the news. I have seen a principal single-handedly deliver a gift to each of his students (a class
of over 600 students), teachers organize a drive-by so they can share a final goodbye, and
many other safe alternatives that reach beyond taking the easy route out. I have prided myself
in being a raider who has taken on eight AP classes, served in student government, designed
my class mural, led a community organization, received a four year varsity letter for volleyball,
and much more throughout my 3.5 years. My involvement has taught me to be resilient and
work through unprecedented circumstances as my run around lifestyle has been nothing short
of stressful. There have been late nights and difficult tests that have pushed me to my breaking
point, but the feeling of that does not even come remotely close to the heartbreak I felt when I
came across your email.
With a simple google search, you and your team can look into the creative alternatives
that other schools around the nation are setting in stone. My class advisors declined my
request, but I come to you with this email to ask if the Senior Class Cabinet, Payton Altman, Ty
Kang, Jeffery Jiang and Morgan Krempasky can set up a virtual meeting to discuss alternatives.
This particularly entails contemplating a postponement of the ceremony as Governor Murphy
has made it clear that it STILL stands as a possibility. We also plan to compile a list of
belongings that we seniors do NOT want to be disregarded (senior sports awards, scholarships,
cords, and much more). It is with my highest hopes that after reading my email, you will consider
the road less traveled, the one that includes planning that the student body would be more than
happy to take a hand in.
The class of 2020 solely mourns for that special moment where we all throw our caps in
the air in light of every other loss we have been faced with. I am extremely disheartened to see
the lack of effort the HHS staff—who I have long admired—has put forth in honoring the class of
2020. There is nothing I would hate more than to leave HHS with a bitter taste on my tongue. I
wish I could say today is a great day to be a raider.
Sincerely,

The Class of 2020 who will not go down without a fight