Informative Essay: The Graduation Ceremony In High School

Jack was always the family football star, but he was also the family member with the most heart issues; as early on as 16. It was rumored that Jack had a heart murmur, which would end his football career. William, knowing the importance of his brother’s favorite sport, agreed to take the physical for Jack when he was 15. No one knew the Moroski boys by face that weren’t on campus staff, and the doctor running the physicals was a traveling physician. Without question, William was written in as “Moroski, Jack” and Jack lead his team to the victory that took the state championship in the name of the Bears. But baseball wasn’t the only thing William dedicated himself to. Not surprisingly, he also took his schoolwork very seriously. Not as seriously, however, as Ms. Cleo Woods, his 11th grade English Teacher. She was the “ My way or the Highway” Type, the highway being staying after school until the work was done as Ms. Wood instructed. Many people have a least favorite subject, whether it be due to confusion or a slew of poor administrator relationships, and thanks to Ms. Wood, English is now defined as Bill’s least favorite subject, even as he rounds his 87th birthday.

First off I would like to congratulate everyone for making it this far. I would like to thank my classmates, my friends, and my family. I especially want to thank our teachers, for always supporting and encouraging us. If it weren’t for the people who support us daily, we would not be where we are today. I would like everyone to turn to their families, and teachers to thank them for all that they have done for us.

The word college means different things to different people. For parents it might mean freedom from their pesky teenagers or sleepless nights full of worry. For students it might mean new experiences, independence, or learning about themselves and their passions. For society it might mean carrying on a legacy or doing one’s duty as a good citizen. It is neither society's place nor the parent’s choice to decide what a young adult does with his or her life.

Dear administrators, teachers, parents, beloved friends, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 8th grade graduation. It’s a pleasure to be standing in front of you today on this beautiful day to express the happiness we all feel.

As a child I was not raised in a “church-going family” but I was always interested in why people followed the Lord and gave their lives to him. When I was around 8 years old I asked a family friend if she would take me when she went the next Sunday, and she said yes. But, for an 8 year old, sitting in a big room with some strange man trying to be funny and using words that I didn’t understand wasn’t very fun. I kept going even though I didn’t enjoy it and I would draw and try to find ways to make the hour and a half pass. Without my knowledge there was a whole other thing going on upstairs, children’s ministry. That’s something I was interested in. So, the next Sunday I made my way upstairs and found where I was supposed to be and it shocked me that I wasn’t the only one who drew at church! There was an entire table designated to coloring pages and more crayons than I could have ever used. After coloring on countless coloring pages we went to “worship time.” It was so fun! We got

2017 has been a year to remember. I did many things that can only be imagined in one year. Graduating high school, traveling the world, starting college, and having people enter and leave my life so fluently.

You have fulfilled a quantifiable set of requirements, but what did you really learn? You learned a little something about quadratic equations, how to write the perfect English essay, or the causes of the Civil War. Our most important lessons, however, cannot be recited or written down and turned in for a grade. These lessons involve friendship, hard work, love, and dedication.

	Leslie Marmon Silko uses these three short passages taken from an ancient Indian story included in the novel Ceremony to express and convey the idea that the white man’s fear was the primary factor contributing to their negative actions toward the Indian people. The ancient Indian story that the passages are pulled from also explains how Indian witchery led to the invention of the white people

I splashed some water in my face, standing at the bathroom sink. Graduation Day was upon me and I needed to freshen up a bit. Staring at myself in the mirror I ran my fingers across the mustache that had popped up over my 8th grade year. Today was going to be a good day, I hoped. My leg is not bothering me too much today, so that is a plus. Grandpa seemed to be more like his old self then he had been in months, though he still was not himself. That brought a flash of sadness across my face. It had been a rough three years; a lot of things had changed since I started Jr. High.

     Tony finished getting ready, and then we left for the high school. The parking lot was filled with all the other seniors’ cars. Tony and I walked into the library ten minutes late like usual, and the principal had already started giving instructions. I found my place in line and then was all ears. I couldn’t help but look around at all the others. Smiles were plastered on their faces as if they had heard a hilarious joke. Once the principal concluded his speech, the whole senior class paraded down the hallway to the commons in two uniform lines stopping just outside the gymnasium doors. We could hear the band warming up and playing songs. All the people that were standing around me were bubbling

Many people have experienced the over whelming excitement that you feel as you approach high school graduation day, and for me, that’s a day that I will never forget. The amount of emotions that you feel on graduation day is unbelievable, and I have yet to experience anything else like it. I can remember feeling anxious to celebrate the big day with my friends and family, while at the same time I was panicking thinking about having to walk across the stage in front of that many people. Then, the more I thought about the reality of graduation day, I started to get curious, but nervous, about being able to start a new chapter in my life once graduation day had passed. There are several reasons why I, still

Monday, May 16th, graduation day. It’s 5:37 in the morning and I remember this cause I never wake up earlier than 8 unless I have to, but today I didn’t have to. It’s the day culminating twelve years of hard work and dedication into a three hour ceremony in which I will actually have to do something with my life other than a routine I believe I’ve perfected throughout these last four years. I roll over and pick up my phone, a dim light comes through a slit in my window shades just to remind me how early it actually is. I can’t fall back asleep so I decide to get out of bed. I sit up on my bed rubbing my eyes trying to make sense of the room around me, I may have lived here for 18 years but I can never find the cord to my ceiling light. I

I have been waiting for my senior prom since my freshman year of high school. My senior prom was amazing; from pre-prom festivities, prom, and all the after parties. I did not go to prom my junior year so it was my final chance. My family and friends told me I needed to have this experience in my life. I figured they were correct, so I decided to go. Instead of going on a date, I went with my friends.

Forget all my excuses, when I saw you sitting there I had to go to you. You were stunning. I couldn 't pass up the opportunity. I sat down in front of you and you gave me all your attention. The way you looked at me and spoke to me felt good.

A couple of weeks went by and I forgot about the whole encounter with Marcus and Nicole at the snack bar. Nicole called me after the football game and told me, that Shannon and I should meet her at this party. I called Shannon and asked her if she wanted to go to this party. Shannon said she was down to go to the party, hence we went to the party. We get to this party was packed, there was a dj, food, drugs, alcohol,everything you wanted a party to be this party was it, well, I guess it was it for a high school party. As, Shannon and I are walking through this crowded party to find Nicole, Marcus jumps out and says, “Do you remember me? Why haven’t we kicked it yet? I have heard a lot of good things about you”! He continued to say, “Can you and I go outside and talk”? I replied with “ you mean may you and I go outside and talk”? He started laughing and said, “Yay, that’s what I mean”. I said to him, “maybe later”.