Hello and Welcome and Thank you for joining me in celebrating my graduation. This has been the milestone that many of us have been looking forward to, but first I would like to say congratulations to all students of the Class Of 2015! We are the last class that can be held on a hand. If you haven 't noticed, I am referring to the 5. I attended Bishop McDevitt High School. Now I remember when I was in 7th and 8th grade, I was not fond of going to high school. I pictured highschool as this big place
University. My parents were hosting a graduation brunch for me at the scenic Valley Green Inn in Philadelphia’s historic Fairmount Park. There were over a hundred guests present that day, a mix of family, friends, and others who made an impact on me over the course of my life. It was just a few short months away from the beginning of law school. I remember looking over at my parents shortly after the brunch began; my mother was looking at me and her eyes were filled with tears. Next to her, my dad was
12:00 a.m., I am wide awake. I keep forcing my eyes to rest yet they pry open. My body is overloaded with joy and excitement. 7 p.m. seemed nearly impossible to arrive. The time has come and I have crossed the finish line. " I present to you the graduating class of 2017". The tears began to fall and my mind instantly began to replay the restless nights and early mornings. I have now received my high school diploma and a new has begun. If I were awarded a dollar for every second someone called me
in highschool. I usually love learning but this year I don’t have very good teachers so I haven’t been trying very hard in my classes; obviously I want good grades but nothing is interesting so I get distracted very easily and miss what the teacher says. When I was in my least favorite class, language arts, on Wednesday we got assigned another essay. I had this class with my best friend, Kayley, and we usually did the essays together but last week we got in trouble and can’t do that anymore. The
As my day starts at 7:00 AM every morning I am reminded of everything that needs to be done during the day there are never enough hours to get everything done. These are the days that I wonder if I have what it takes to be all of the things I need to be to everyone who depends on me as a mother,wife,career woman,sister,friend and now a college student. My three children are not young so they do not need daycare or every single minute of my free time anymore. However, they are busy,athletic,social
When I was in sixth grade, my school had no sports, clubs, or electives. All we did was go to class, go to lunch, and go home. This routine was boring to many of the middle schoolers who were looking for ways to exert their energy. Eventually no one was looking forward to school and we all just wanted to go home, creating a lack of focus in class that affected all of our grades. If we had a basketball team or a music class, many of the students would have been excited to come to class and had motivation
If someone were to ask me a couple years ago if graduate studies were in my plans, my reply would be “absolutely not!” Back then, there was not really a good reason that motivated me to continue my education after graduating with a degree in Public Health Education. The mere thought of more school exhausted me. Though my mentality seemingly changed, one thing that cannot be denied is my love for the game of basketball, which has been almost cruelly ignored until recently. The countless times
I can’t believe this is finally the time to be writing my college essays and figure out what colleges I want to go to. Ever since middle school, I have been anxiously waiting for the day I pick the college that fits me best. The time has finally come for all the seniors to shine, and share with our desired colleges what we have accomplished over these past four years of high school. Before being able to do such a thing, I must first decide which colleges would best fit me as well as comply with the
into the class and what my thoughts were. I was very excited to be taking the class and I was very curious as to what the course would be like. Prior to this class my entire coursework have been online and this is the first time in some time that I was on campus so I was really ready for that in class interaction. I can remember telling my mentors and my Godly counsel that I was taking multicultural counseling and they were very excited about the work of the Lord they see in my life. I was also worried
with writing and was unable to adjust my habits to accommodate the flow of this course. I had not written an essay, except for research papers, since my fall quarter of freshman year. It was especially hard for me to adjust my time to account for all the activities in the class. Since the course is a hybrid course, I only had one face-to-face meeting with the class. Half of the class requires self-pace and constant checking of what needed to be accomplished. With my initial abilities, I was unable to