I by no means meet the intelligence level required to obtain the remarkable honor of valedictorian, nor was I adequate enough to fill the position of senior class vice-president, thus disqualifying me from presenting any sort of speech at or near graduation. However, I do have passions I wish to be expressed, and I do harbor opinions regarding the senior class of 2008 that I deem welcome.
While the sun may be setting on our high school days, the horizon holds secrets and ambitions that are not far from capturing in the slightest. I could attempt to flatter you with witty anecdotes about packed lunches, intense exams or the ridiculous amount of unnecessary qualms surrounding the high school realm, but I would rather discuss the importance of who we are, what we believe, and ultimately which shore the waves will surrender us to.
The most life-defining moments are frequently those that yield some form of discontent or re-evaluation, and we are all aquainted with the ways in which our high school experiences have molded our toleration for heartache and disappointment. But what is even more notable are those that have been there through each occurrence: miraculous or malicious, spectacular or sacrificing, incredible or indifferent. These are the people containing the single most impact on every aspect of our lives past, present, and future. These are the people dictating our preferences and our past-times. And these are the people penetrating our memories and flooding our hearts with all good intentions.
Who we become throughout high school is fundamentally who we are for the rest of our existence. Locations, activities, and relationships might evolve, but the back bone of the self is infinite. And the development of such a position is determined by the people that remain ambient in our lives. So I challenge you to soak up every single moment you are granted, and I urge you to thank the people that have intertwined your dreams and thoughts with your friendships because those are the people you will never forget, no matter how lost or rueful you might feel. I want you to keep those moments of enchantment deep within your heart and learn to live again. I want all of your seemingly impossible dreams to follow through even when the path you initially chose alters its course. And no matter how much you might resist, I want you to save a place for Eagle's Landing High School in all of your future endeavors; be whimsical, and practical, and love as much and as often as you can. Most ardently, though, I sincerely wish you good luck in everything you venture to do.
3 comments:
i hate to disagree with so brilliant a lady, whose knowledge of life exceeds my own... but... who we were is determined by high school, it generates the memories to which we compare who we are. who we will be is determined by college, it generates the life we want to live and the friendships we form to guide us through that life. who we are is where we live, right now, the decisions we make, the activities we participate in, the people we talk to. everything is compared to who we are. it is only when you are happy with who you are that life finds wealth, and that wealth isn't just in the money you earn or the toys you buy. and yes, he is there, and when the time is right you'll see him, 'till then, enjoy who you are because that is just a small part of why you're so greatly loved.
wow anon :) oh, and lydia, you're thing wasnt too bad either ;)
we have the same blog lay out. weird.
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