Tuesday, March 26, 2019
Graduation Speech: I Was a Thrift Store Kid :: Graduation Speech, Commencement Address
I grew up a thrift store kid. We took trips in a beat up station wagon, only when I went to cultivate in Sh every last(predicate)ow Creek. I was considered a little different. We are all different. Later we will hear that we are all the same. It will non matter later in life who we were friends with or what clubs we belonged to. It will not matter what our grades were, or what good-natured of clothes we wore. It will not matter what kind of cars our parents drove. It will not matter what our dreams were, but what dreams we accomplish. We realize that cliques are lame and that they dont matter in the real world. In the real world where we have to choose what we do all day. There are no longer laws or our parents to institute us protrude to school every morning at 730.For some of us it was hard and for others it was easy. I was one of the people who didnt bash until this last semester if Id graduate. Its hard to believe that you can do something if someone tells you its not wor th it. The advice given to me my entire senior year was to drop forth and get my GED, because too many people had a high school diploma that didnt mean anything. That person had no idea what they were talking about. in effect(p) getting a diploma means everything, its what we have been working for all of our lives. Maybe that persons goal was for me to take those words and prove them wrong. I did, but I had to convince myself not to take that advice. Many people helped me get here. Many people helped all of us get here. thank you mom, for the myriad phone calls to the school, and to the superintendent when my credits were messed up and no one listened to me. Thank you dad, for getting on my case even when I got an attitude. Thank you to my teachers who present up with our talking even when it wasnt an appropriate time. Thank you to my friends who gave me all the other nicknames that only we could understand. We all have our thank yous because none of us did it alone. Whether you distinguish it or not, at least one person helped you get here. mob a minute right now to look around this room.
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