Speech On Graduation Speech

Good evening Yucaipa high school graduates, friends, family, staff, school board members, and administration. I'm honored to be the class speaker of the Yucaipa high school graduating class of 2017! Tonight I will be sharing different events from my life that have impacted me the most and that inspire me, as I hope they will inspire you. Although before I start I want to give a huge shout out to my best friend/sister Haley Hillrich because without her I don’t think I would be up here tonight. Now lets get started so we can officially graduate.

Congratulations! You have been officially accepted to Motlow State Community College. We have received all of the required admission materials, and your file is now complete.

In class, we have discussed: writing-to-learn, rubrics and research. In this paper, I will reflect and summarize on topics discussed in class. I sense that all of these topics can have a positive affect off of the other. Thus far I have really enjoyed the topics we have discussed because they stretch so far and are opinionated topics. From my own personal experience, I do not really enjoy writing. I had teachers who made me write things like spelling words over and over. When the topic about research came up I instantly sighed because my first thought was that I was going to be assigned what to research. What fun is researching something if you don’t get to do it on something interesting? As I reflect back on my own experiences from grade school I remember using rubrics starting around 8th grade. Seeing how then, I just thought there were no use for them now I absolutely love them because it gives expectations from the teacher for the student. I think rubrics are awesome to use but if they aren’t worded just right I see failure waiting to happen.

FYI-JoAnn and I had a conversation this morning, as I am extremely concerned about the number of DAY (TUG) students that are wanting to enter the SPS program only to find out that their intentions are to proceed back to the DAY (TUG) program as they get closer to finishing their program. Case in point, I have a Caroline Womble who has applied to SPS and is cleared to do so, but from information told to me, she walked last spring but needs 5 more classes. So would she be considered a SPS grad or DAY (TUG) graduate when she finishes? There is also Haley (Hedgepeth) Canovai who while at the moment has an account balance, plans to enter the SPS program for BA Liberal Studies, but wants to transition back to DAY to finish as a Communication

On this most auspicious of occasions, it is with a sincere sense of gratitude that I embark on sharing some thoughts regarding graduation and the Yucaipa High School Class of 2017. Seated amongst us here tonight are members of the Yucaipa-Calimesa Joint Unified School District Board of Education, the administrative staff of YHS, the teachers, friends, family, and most importantly, the graduates of the class of 2017. Fellow graduates, we did it! "Prestige, world wide!" (Step Brothers). While ruminating on my subject matter for this address, I decided to regale you with tales from my life, anecdotes that will hopefully entertain, enlighten, and inspire. So without further ado, my commencement address begins.

I hope all is well. I would like to thank you for the card and money it is greatly appreciated. I had a wonderful Easter and I hope you did as well.

That’s good. I know about the P.T. because when I was in Postal school they made us do P.T. with the AIT students, talk about getting smoked with the young kids. That’s good to hear that you have the highest average in your class, when I reclassed to 42A I made the list for Honor Grad right before the Unit deployed back in 2014. I wish you the best of luck on making Distinguish Honor Grad. I’ll keep you post on anything that’s going

To begin, I attended Borel Middle School in San Mateo, Ca. The first year was really hard because I was in sixth grade and didn’t really know anyone but my friends that I went to Elementary School with. All throughout my three years at Borel I strongly believe that I would be going to Aragon High School. My final year at Borel was the worst year of school in my life! Most of my teacher were expecting us to do a minimum of at least three hours of homework every night. I would never have time to do anything with my family, even on the weekends I would spend at least an hour of doing homework. Then I would have to study for at least three or more tests a week. I never had any time to enjoy my life. Thats when I started to hate school. I would wake up and never want to go. I would be paranoid that I did not do something or get something wrong and the teachers would yell at me. The only teacher that I loved being with my my spainish teacher, Mrs. Pietri. We had the best relationship ever! Everyday at lunch I would go to her class and help her out with anything and just hang out with her. I would tell her all of my struggles and she would try to help me through them all. So then by the end of the year, teachers started to attack us with work. On the last week of school I had to write a paper on this topic and it was worth half of my grade so I could not mess up on that project. Even during winter break and spring break I had things to do. I hated school. But then as the year

We didn’t get here on our own. That is why we thank our classmates, families, teachers, counselors, and administrators for supporting us throughout this journey. Most importantly, I thank and glorify God for giving us endless opportunities. I hope tonight is a night to remember because it marks the start of something new. After tonight, we gotta go our own ways because high school wasn’t meant to last forever. Right here, right now, it’s time to break free from dress code and standardized tests. As we go our separate ways, let us continue to support one another. I know our teachers are still here to help, whether with college coursework or advice for our futures. We can step into the world confidently because we have solid

Today is the day that I have been both eagerly and anxiously awaiting since the first day of freshman year: my valedictorian speech. I am sitting among hundreds of other students who are equally as prepared to receive their diploma and start their college careers as I. I am well aware that the last thing over four hundred teenage students want to do on a scorching summer day is sit and listen to my fifteen minute speech. I soon hear my queue from Mr. Joven, the principle, and begin to head towards the stage. Within the thirty seconds that it takes to rise from my seat and pass through the twenty other students in my row to the end of the aisle, a sensation of panic consumes my body. I feel my pulse bounding at every possible location, my hands sweating, and my legs trembling. Nothing is scarier than feeling that you are going to pass out. In this moment, it is difficult for me to decipher whether this panic attack is due to my enormous fear of public speaking, the heat, or a combination of both. I decide that it is a combination of both, but continue heading towards the stage as there is nothing I can do to escape. In an effort not to fall, I slowly walk up the five steps to the stage while tightly gripping onto the handlebar. I finally get onto the stage and walk towards the podium where I lay my speech. I look out to the audience, which from the stage looks more like a pool of a million dots, than it does people.

Good evening, parents, staff and graduates, and welcome to Roberta Bondar Public School’s 2016 grade 8's graduating ceremony. I'd like to thank you all for being here on this special and important day. Speaking of special days, can you believe we're finally here? Today is the day all the grade 8’s have been waiting for since the day we got here. Whether that was in grade 6 like me or kindergarten or maybe even this year. Today's the day we can all walk out of here older and smarter than we were since we got here. Today’s Tuesday and on Thursday of this week, we are all going to walk out of here and on different paths.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, it is an honour to address you on this special occasion.

Congratulations on graduating from Cathedral High School! You have been put in so much effort, determination, and hard work into school these past four years. You are graduating with an excellent GPA while at the same time participating in many activities, church, and working your job at Target. Your demonstration of priorities has been very impressive to me and you certainly have found a good balance!

English class seemed to be the most dreadful to take within school. Writing essays for most of my grade in a class is not what I was looking forward too. When I entered college I knew that it would be one of many challenging classes I would have to take. Starting from the lowest English class to moving on up, the writing assignments became longer and more thought out. The time came when I got into this class that I knew more work was going to have to be put into essays and thus brought out what I had not seen before in my work progress.

In my twenty nine years of life I have met every type of teacher. I remember when I was in