My fellow students, we only arrived here four short years ago, and
now it's already time to leave. How did it all go so fast? It seems like only
yesterday that we were little freshmen trying to figure out where our next
class was, and looking generally clueless to all the seniors. Now we are the
seniors, the seniors who stand here ready to graduate and move forward in the
world. Yet at this moment, we can't help looking back.
How do we measure the time we've spent in high school? In the
beginning, we measured it in class periods, counting down the day to eventual
freedom. As the days and weeks passed, we measured it in semesters, and later
in years as we moved from being those clueless freshmen, to becoming sophomores
who thought they had it all figured out. By the time we reached our junior
year, we were confident that we were prepared to take over for the graduating
seniors, and we couldn't wait to "rule the school."
And now here we stand. Our rule is over, and it's up to the next
class to step into our shoes and take over. I know that as I look out at all of
you, I will measure my time here in a much different way. I will measure it in
all the friendships I've enjoyed these last four years. Some were pretty casual
and others were much closer, but I'll remember each one fondly, as I'm sure you
all will, too. And when many of our high school memories begin to fade, that's
how we'll ultimately measure the time we spent here, not in periods or
semesters or years, but in the friendships that we made and the times we shared
together.
Nice, a very moving speech
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