Graduation: A Time of Reflecting on the Past and Looking At the Future

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Graduation is a time of reflecting on the past and looking onward to the future. It is a time that we, as graduates, get together for one last time before moving on to new adventures. We have already been through so much together and have changed and grown, as a unique and exceptional group.  This February, we won’t be coming together for the first day of school, as we have done year after year after year. We won’t be excited to see our new timetables, be excited about our new teachers and see everyone gossiping about summer, their new hairstyle or how they haven’t done the holiday homework.  We each chose a path and, whether it begins tomorrow or in March, things will never be the same again. We have made bonds between friends and memories that will last a lifetime. As we end one glorious chapter of our lives, a new one begins. We have a fresh blank page ahead of us. It is up to us to grab our pens and write our own stories. I ask you girls to take this opportunity to write an unforgettable chapter filled with the fulfillment of your dreams and desires. Let us take what we have learned and let it guide us through to our futures. Let us build on our experiences to better ourselves and others around us. As Eleanor Roosevelt once said, “The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams” We hold the key to our own futures. There is a lot of power inside of us waiting to be unleashed. Finishing VCE is not the end of graduation but rather the beginning of something special. It is the beginning of new adventures, new friendships and, most importantly, more parties. I would like to take this time to thank everyone, big and small, who has helped each and every one of us to get here. Whether it is a parent, a grandparent, a guardian, brothers and sisters, or our teachers, you have all inspired and made it possible for us to get here. A generous thank you is well deserved. With a little help from my TI-83 I have calculated that we have spent, on average, 318 minutes a day in class. Over the past six years, we have attended, or should have attended, about 1122 schooldays at Kill ester. This adds up to over a whopping 6,000 hours spent working on Math, Science, English, Humanities, and the works. That does not include the numerous hours spent on homework, studying and exams.  So how do we really measure the time we’ve spent in high school? Throughout our years we measured it in class periods, counting down the years and days to eventual freedom. From little shy year sevens to year 12’s thinking that our XII badge meant we were invincible. And now here we are. Our rule is over, and it’s up to the year below 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 and memories I’ve enjoyed these last six years. Some were pretty casual like the time my phone went off during the first day mass in year eight and the teachers thought it was Jacqui and others were much closer like laughing at Shistata in biology, 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 at Kill ester, not in periods or semesters or years, but in the friendships that we made and the times we shared together. I hope you all live your lives to your hearts’ content and that you take the path in life that leads you to the most happiness because, in the end, that’s all that matters. For our futures, I hope that our worries stay small and that all our dreams reach another universe because the sky is only the starting point. Napoleon once said, “If you think you are beaten, you are. If you think you dare not, you don’t. If you like to win, but you think you can’t, it is almost certain that you won’t. Life’s Battles don’t always go to the stronger woman or man, but sooner or later, those who win are those who think...
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