Personal Narrative: My Graduation At Our Lady Of Refuge Catholic School

We were lined up in alphabetical order by the brick wall. Our silky blue robes brushed the floor as we fidgeted nervously. A wooden stage was set up in the front of the gym since our school didn’t have an auditorium. Blue and gold banners with the distinct St. Francis de Sales cross imprinted were draped over an arc-like frame for the backdrop. An aisle ran down the middle of the rows of foldable chairs, now occupied with our parents, relatives, friends, and teachers. They sat on the edges of their seats with their phones raised, already prepared to capture the perfect graduation shot. Mr. Johnson, my U.S. history teacher, was standing rigidly in the center of the stage along with our church pastor and our principal. The certificates were clutched tightly in his hands. During the ceremony rehearsal, we were instructed to shake hands

It was the last day of school where we got our report cards and it stated what our 6th grade classroom would be. I was a very weak student and I ended up in a place that wasn’t my best. People have made so many comments and put so many labels, but I pushed myself to change. Ever since this moment I have worked hard to make a change. I’ve had put so much pressure on myself and now I have the honor of being the one to stand here, in front of all of you as your Valedictorian.

To start off the next four years, we attended the Honor and Integrity Ceremony. I was very taken back by how important the honor code was at this school. The amount of expectations placed upon me the very first day certainly conveyed the amount of personal responsibility I would need to have while

This is one of my many rites of passage when I graduated out of Elementary and in the 6th grade. It was a momentous day because on that day I was going on to achieve more in life. The day started off with waking up at 6:00 having breakfast, getting ready for school and the party after with my friends thinking we’re growing up. After I got dressed I got ready to go to school and have the last day of school. I remember getting to school and walking up the steps to Mark Twain Elementary. Then went to the flag and looked at it for what seemed like the last time.As soon as I was done I went to my classroom and went to do safety patrol where I'd help the other kids cross the street. As soon as school started we went to the flag and sang the pledge

Graduation began with speeches from our principle, valedictorian, salutatorian, and ending it with prayer. Finally the time arrived for students to be called onto stage to get their diplomas. My principle asked that the audience would hold their

Congratulations to those graduating from our community! Thank you for all of you hard work and dedication to making your chapter as great as it is. In a couple of years you'll be able to look back and really see the mark that you have left on South. I understand that graduation is a special day, but please be planning and remember your check out time is by 9:00am Sunday, May 8, 2016.

Each student had to meet in the back hallway thirty minutes prior to graduation to make sure his or her clothing was appropriate. While it was a great photo opportunity, I had teachers pulling on my dress, tying my shoes, and fixing my hair. I didn’t realize that they thought eighth grade graduation was equivalent to the first day of kindergarten. Many of the students did not have proper attire on, and they had to change into their P.E. uniforms. None of the students wanted to be at graduation in the first place, so the extra half an hour to get checked by teachers was not appreciated.

The next morning, up and ready for my ceremony. I was anxious to accept my diploma. As the graduation end, everyone is roaming around trying to find their families and friends to celebrate. Shortly after I spotted my brother there my family was waiting for me. When I made eye contact I saw no balloons or flowers. Nothing in their hands. With this in mind, I figured they were going to save the gifts for the party I was expecting. I avoided the situation by taking pictures with my classmates.

After the students spent their final hours masticating on pizzas, fooling around with the photobooth, and taking as many pictures as possible, my teacher called the class in for a final word. The speech was simple and as expected, You all have been one of my best classes, I will miss you all very much, have a great summer, and

     In concluding, every graduation is different. The feelings that people have and the way that the families are involved are usually different for

The day you graduate high school seems like it takes forever for it to come, but when it does it all happens so fast. All the memories leading up to that moment rush back through your head like a slideshow and you begin to realize how fast all that time really went by. When I woke up on the morning of my graduation day, I could not wait for that night to come. It seemed like the moments were passing by like hours. Finally, the time came to put on my cap, gown, and the other accessories that I had earned along the way for my accomplishments. When we got to the Landers Center, where I graduated, they had us line up in these long hallways behind the stage. I could hear everyone talking about memories and it really got me thinking about how much I will miss those days. We all walked out and as soon as I did I was overwhelmed with how many people were there to watch my class graduate. All I could think about was how loved we all were, especially me. As all of this was happening, the whole time

Being in public education for twelve years and doing well, enabled me to have the experience of graduation from High School. There were two unique aspects to this experience. One was which I was able to reach my goal of becoming the valedictorian— there were five of us at Arvada West. The other aspect that made this situation unique was the fact that I was able to attend my high school graduation. Six weeks before the semester ended, I was hit by a car and was in the hospital having suffered a severe traumatic brain injury. There was a point in time where they thought that I would have disabilities, and I would never reach the level I was at before. However, I overcame a lot of adversities.

What was your high school graduation class size? Maybe somewhere from 50-500? Well my class had 4 graduates, so my experience was very unique. I am going to talk about my graduation in some detail, but first I will explain my school’s culture. First of all, it is a classical Christian school, which has about 40 high school students. This means that the school teaches from a different type of curriculum which emphasizes classical content, such as learning logic, rhetoric, and oratory. We also read books ranging from Homer to Shakespeare and J.R.R Tolkien. The school has been around for about 20 years, and took a Bible class every year. The school’s small size has afforded me the opportunity to play disc golf with one of my history teachers several times, play poker with several teachers, and play board games at another teacher’s house along with eating dinner. I have also had many long conversations, ranging from humorous to deep and informative with many of my teachers. With such a small class and so many great relationships with people at the school, my graduation was very

I took everything in. It was an emotional day. A few days before graduation, my grandparents said that they weren’t going to be

That night, when we went back home, I didn’t know what to do. I was just thinking about how much I was going to miss the teachers and friends there. The year went past, and I tried to have as much as possible with my friends before I leave the school. I really didn’t want to transfer because I would have to struggle with making friends again. On the last day of school, I waved and said goodbye to them as I was hiding my tears in my heart.