Graduation Speech : High School Essay

When I was younger, I would often return home to a familiar question: So, what did you learn today? My answer would always be "nothing" or "stuff." As I look back, I never lied, yet, I never told the whole truth. Many people think that you don't know anything with only 18 years of experience; I think they're wrong. I've learned a lot about myself and others from the relationships I have built throughout the years. I believe my most important lessons were "people" lessons. Those are the ones which could never be taught out of a book or in a lecture; you have to go out and experience them for yourself.

WOW! So much has happened since June. The SV FFA and ag department had a rough start to our year losing three of our students who were on the FFA officer team to other schools. Even with this bump in the road, the four officers that remained visited Mt. Shasta City and had a blast bonding and learning more about each other at their officer retreat in August. Once school started we found three new officers and attended COLC (Chapter Officer Leadership Conference) where the entire team learned about their diverse leadership styles and were able to bond together as the official Surprise Valley FFA Chapter Officer Team for the 2017-2018 school year. If you see them around, congratulate President Cindy Hinze, V.P. Maddison Seely, Secretary Maya

It was a complete transition from inner city schools to the rural countryside, this school was a turning point on respective of my previous school's education, the school curriculum was alien to me as was agriculture, school sports, cross-country running, the teacher that taught Agriculture, also taught Physical Training. It's hard to explain, coming from the inner city, and all of a sudden you’re plowing your first furrow with a cultivator, this was a totally new concept for me, the school had a snack bar that opened twice a day, and all in all, school was not too bad after all.

Throughout my elementary school years i moved schools about four different times until i finally stayed at imperial beach elementary for third grade. I stayed at imperial beach until seventh grade because it was made into a charter school. Eighth grade i moved to montgomery middle because the school bus didn't have a route to imperial beach anymore. I had gotten really attached to my teachers and classmates i felt like i was being ripped apart from my family, one of my teachers even offered to give me rides to school every morning. The first day i was at montgomery middle i noticed everything was so different, the school was ten times bigger there was more than two hundred students at montgomery while i was used to the hundred and fifty students at imperial beach. I felt so out of place like i was attending a fake school all my life before montgomery in P.E we actually had lockers unlike imperial beach where we would change in the bathroom stalls. I was confused as to where i was to change and i asked one of the girls next to me if we had to change infront of each other. In imperial beach i had the same four teachers all day and since it was the first year of the charter school we had a very small space to be at and we couldn't cross a red line dividing us from the elementary school or else we would get in trouble. The most shocking difference i had was that we couldn't retake your yearbook

I was a new student at Mountain View who was in private school of 9 years and it was difficult at first. I didn’t have any of my old friends with me or my cousin who was a sophomore there. At my old school we didn't have three different lunches, we only had one lunch so that we could easily be seated with my friends. It was so different transitioning over from a school of four hundred to a school of almost nineteen hundred. All I knew was I had a long journey ahead of

Students, faculty, family, friends, on this exciting day, I speak to optimism, laughter, and grins.

Well, this is it, the day all of us have been waiting for has finally arrived. It seems like only yesterday we were picking our noses and flicking them at innocent bystanders or yelling childish phrases like, "Liar, liar, pants on fire!" or, wait, that was yesterday. Never mind. Anyways.

I would like to thank all of you for coming on such short notice. After all, 18 years hardly seems like enough time to prepare for graduation. In fact, as I stand up here and looking at all of my classmates, I wonder if I am ready to graduate.

Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, distinguished guests, faculty, staff, graduates of the Class of 2012, families and friends.

As I look back upon the past four years, in some ways it seems like my time at Kiper has been a lot like a day at the Magic Kingdom.

“Drum majors, Jeremiah Wooten and Scott Smith, is your Corps ready?”, booms the announcer’s thunderous voice as our show starts. Our head drum major, Jeremiah, turns to the crowd and performs his salute initiating the true beginning of our show. I’m standing on the forty yard line of Ames Field in Michigan City, Indiana when I truly feel that I am performing my show in championship competition. Many veteran members told us rookies that the this competition will likely never be my best performance, and I intend on proving them wrong. Our show progresses, and I focus on being the best I can be every second this the show. An instant passes and we are now eight minutes into our eleven and a half minute show, and my body begins to develop

The Class of 2012. How long have we heard these words applied to us? Long years starting with broken crayons in kindergarten to inside-out sweatshirts in middle school to late English essays — 13 years of learning from the simplest counting to complicated algebra and calculus, from reciting our ABCs to reading Shakespeare. Imagine, us coming out of our respective middle schools into this monster of a campus. With three times as many people — people who drive. People who have cars and are legal adults. We’ve been here for four years. Count the quarters: there are 16 of them.

Welcome students, parents and faculty. Well, this Senior Breakfast brings us one step closer to the event we've been anxiously awaiting. We've worked long and hard to get to this point. And yet, it seems like so little time has passed since we were middle schoolers, excited to move on with our lives and enter high school.

The old poet Kahlil Gibran, a long time ago, once said, "You work that you may keep pace with the soul of the earth. For to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life's procession, that marches in majesty and proud submission toward the infinite." An interesting thought, that we work in order to keep pace with the earth. Now, I'm sure you're asking yourself, how can my near minimum wage job, where the customers treat me like a doormat and I still have to be pleasant and chipper, keep me in sync with the soul of the earth. Well I imagine there are higher rewards to part-time high school jobs, but other than the always too small pay checks, I am hard pressed to fathom them. Yet, that is not the kind of work I

Howdy y’all and Christmas greetings once again from Oklahoma City! We enjoyed our first summer in three years without moving the household. Settled in for a “long stay,” we had plenty of free time to celebrate not one, not two, but THREE momentous family occasions!! Keep reading for more details. “Settled in” will be a short-lived feeling for us as we’ll be on the move again in Summer 2018. The destination is TBD until the Air Force lets us know early next year where life will take us next. We’ll keep you posted.