I remember writing my graduation speech a couple weeks back....
But here's a really quick backtrack:
My congratulations go first to Tobin and Kendra for getting Valedictorian and Salutatorian, respectively. As a prize for such a prestige, they both get speeches. To be really honest, I'm somewhat jealous that they get to deliver a speech.
But wait. Opportunity knocks. Speech Contest, let's go.
And back to the real post.
I remember writing so many drafts in Kamm's class, how I've tried to backtrack from six or seven years back. (According to Wolfram Alpha, I have been here six years and fifty two days)
Then, I realized that it didn't work, and instead, I focused on the present, focusing a point in my weekend in Colorado. (Can't say much, because if this actually gets in, then I get to give a speech! HOOPS!)
I've realized as I was writing this speech was that time flies by so fast that it cannot fit in a two minute speech. These moments, as much as we want to brag about them, will never get a chance to shine on the big stage, in front of many people, having a laughter or a quick tear.
Moments that lived upon us in eighteen years of our living lives in our hearts. We program ourselves to keep what we want to keep, what we want to delete, we are programmed permanently to remember some things that turned our lives upside down, three sixty - whichever your favorite expression may be.
That, and the secret to a speech is the secret to good food, or anything good in general: It comes from the heart.
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