Ok, its 12: 15 and I just walked into my house from seeing a movie with three of my best friends and I have to write this speech. A speech that’s suppose to inspire all of you, and tell you how the future has so much to hold for the class of 2005, how the possibilities are endless. Right now I’m probably standing in the front of the class and supposed to be addressing all of you as “fellow graduates, or to the class of 05′.” But that’s not what I’m going to do. I put this off as I do with the majority of my work thinking I would just write something everyone expects to hear, but instead I wrote this. I’m not going to tell you to go on and do well, become the doctors and lawyers and teachers of tomorrow. This isn’t a speech to tell you how to live or how to go on, but to remind you how you have for the past eighteen years of your lives.
We ” re all eighteen! Seventeen, seventeen and a half, who cares! We all grew up together. I’ve walked into school every day for the most part for the past thirteen years of my life and I’ve seen the same people, the same faces with the same old stories. A lot of you probably hate it here or claim you do, but you will never be here again. I’ll never be in the car with my friends again like I was tonight, the night I wrote this. We are only here for a minute, you need to realize that and seize the moment, live to LIVE. I haven’t been the perfect student or the prefect person for that matter and for those of you who really know me you know I never tried to be.
The Homework on School Council Speech
my council speech i would like to be school council because i have the ability to work with peoplle and voice peoples opinion. think that you should find out what people expect someone from the student council to give them, and find a way to do this. For example, if your class wants more sports and less homework, write a speech using lots of emotive and authorative language (“I hate!” ...
But I’m ok with that. I forged friendships and lead a life I’m proud to call my own. No one has the memories I have, they ” re mine. No one can tell the stories I’ve told or been where I’ve been. Just me. But for you, it’s exactly the same.
I’ve never been perfect nor will I ever claim to be, I just get by. But for me, that’s what it’s all about. If you ” ve asked me in the past if I’m nervous to move on, nervous to leave this place I most likely put on a stern exterior, one of certainty and readiness. The truth is, I’m going to miss being here.
No matter how many times I wasn’t in class, no matter how many fights I’ve been in with my friends and family I will never, not for a moment look past this town. It’s more than a town, it’s who we are. We ” re all going away in three months give or take, but a part of us will always be here. If you ever hear someone mutter “jazzy” in a bar your going to think of Y ags, you ever watch a movie with any type of high school theme for the rest of your lives your going to be right back here, forcing your way down the A wing in-between periods. Never forget where you came from, and never take for granted what you have right now. For the next three months we ” re invincible! No one can stop you! Get into trouble, go out have fun and be an eighteen year old! Stay a high school student, not a lawyer in training.
You can do whatever you want with yourselves in the future, but don’t worry about that right now. We ” ve all gotten this far. Go out, have fun with your friends. Stuff yourselves into that basement, or garage or backyard wherever that home away from home is, your own fortress of solitude.
Stay up late thinking of memories in the past and wake up early to form new ones. We only live once, SO LIVE! Don’t regret anything! Don’t be afraid to screw up here and there, and certainly don’t try to be perfect. So class of 2005 my fellow graduates, I leave you with these words: Live in the moment, and let tomorrow come, tomorrow. The future can be whatever you want it to be but for right now just know that you ” re here, and never forget what that means to you. Be eighteen! You never will be, again.
The Essay on Don Quixote
... a knight. It is a way of re-enacting Don’s past who at one point was unheard of and ... the reality of the world he lived into a fantasy that allowed Don Quixote to embark on adventures as ... look like a knight, act like a knight, and live like one. He put himself in an illusion ... romances, reality, misperception, etc. Don Quixote considers himself to be a knight and attempts to live like one. However ...
