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Mr. PVHS

     Never have I been to a more amazing school than Pine View High School. They are so generous and giving to the community. Every year they do a Mr. PVHS pageant where all the different clubs in school raise money  that in turn goes to a family with a medical condition. The first two years we raised money for Jessica Schmidt and Taleah Stevenson. Both these girls were under five years old and suffering with cancer. It was amazing to see how the school came together to support them, both years we raised over $1000! I love seeing that sense of community in the school. This year we are raising money for Talen Vaughn, he's a six year old boy who was born with a yet to be diagnosed disease which has left him paralyzed. I have no doubt in my mind that this year's fundraiser will be a successful one :)
     The Mr. PVHS Pageant is something else entirely on it's own. Each club sends one boy to represent them. That boy is in charge of earning money for the family. How they earn the money is up to them, most just bring cans to school and ask for money but last year one of the candidates passed around three different jars, each jar had something he had to do and the jar with the most money was the one he would execute. I forget the other two but I do know that the winning jar was he had to wear a prom dress for an entire school day. The ten clubs that earn the most money then go on to compete in a "beauty" pageant, a winner is announced and the principal invites the family up on the stage to present them a check for the money earned. This is truly an amazing event and probably the thing I will miss most from Pine View when I am gone.

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