Grad Speech

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Parents, Teachers, and fellow graduates.
On different dates in 1992 we were born none of us new we would be sitting here with the people we are today, neither did our parents, God has already made a plan for us, making our paths cross at different points, almost like we were all destined to be sitting here. Making memories and friendships in school as our walls and then tearing down those walls that have taken so long to build when we have to leave our home, school. The following is an excerpt from a speech President Lincoln gave "No one, not in my situation, can appreciate my feelings of sadness at this parting. To this place, and the kindness of these people, I owe everything. Here I have lived a quarter of a century, and have passed from young to an old man. Here my children have been born and one is buried. I now leave, not knowing when or whether ever I may return, with a task before me greater than that which rested upon Washington. Without the assistance of the Divine being whoever attended him, I cannot succeed. With that assistance, I cannot fail. Trusting in Him who can go with me, and remain with you, and be everywhere for good, let us confidently hope that all will be bell. To His care commending you, as I hope in your prayers you will commend me, I bid you an affectionate farewell." This speech is one of the most perfect examples of what it is like to be leaving somewhere where all your memories friendships and goals have been made. School, where we have made our futures blossom and open up into more opportunities and privileges is the place we are leaving where we made our first best friends the place where all our memories have been shared and made, its difficult but we do move on. I think of these school walls as a giant photo album each of us filling a page with pictures and drawings of the way we were ten years ago as kindergartens learning to cut and glue, write our names and draw all the way up to our older years as grade eights clanning in...
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