Graduation Speech -- Graduation Speech, Commencement Address

As a graduation speaker, Im supposed to stand up here reflectively gazing out upon the few, the proud, the chosen the Class of 2012, and point in general directions while saying the clich, Among us I see the low female president and a future congressman and the next city manager of Everett. But besides that I would never in my most vindictive moments wish those positions upon any of you, I cannot make those assertions because I am unconditionally against campaigns of any kind. Inspirational speaker John Bytheway said, Success is more credibly to come naturally from living life fully than by a direct and pointed campaign to achieve that long-range goal. This asserts that its better to achieve by living deliberately than by doorbelling. Maybe this is because of those things we associate with campaigning. race implies the hunt of power or a position. Whistle stops arent about odour the roses or enjoying the view, theyre about shaking as many hands and cuddling as many babies as possible, never mind the names and faces. Campaigning implies competition. Some people dont go after opportunities because they wish to avoid the cannibalism involved, and its actually unfortunate that any of our high school experiences may have been less(prenominal) because of a fear of friction. Even more misguided were those who did compete, but merely because there was the chance to become taller by standing on psyche elses head. They didnt know the cause, they didnt really care they just wanted the crown. And campaigning ends in one of two ways you either win or you lose. at one time Im not trying to knock on goals. On the contrary, discover a goal worth working for, something you can be passionate about. fall in yet, get yourself a project... ..., I get it. Those times are bonuses, because sometimes theres nothing there is no thanks, there is no recognition. But we dont do it for the crown. We dont campaign. We do good things for the unspoilt reasons at Wilson so now, n ow I can gaze prophetically out upon the few, the anxious, the survivors of CE the Class of 2003, and hazard that among us is the parent who pass on endure bad weather and worsened calls during a Little League game only to be thanked by muddy cleats on the seat of the car. Among us is the kindred liveliness who will pick up the neighbors blown-over trashcan every Thursday morning. Among us is the nine-to-fiver who will stick around until eight to cover for an overwhelmed colleague. We do good things for the right reasons. It may not be glamorous, but its genuine. We may not micturate monuments, but we have and will continue to make memories.