Graduation Speech: Im Ready for High School :: Graduation Speech, Commencement Address

Wow, three historic period have passed and the last day is just as long as the first. Three years of hard discipline and grooming to get used to readying every night. Three years of stand on the front steps waiting for my parents and saying goodbye to my t from each oneers. I never thought the goodbye might be permanent. 6th soma came and I was looking up at those giant 8th graders, and instantly I guess Im wizard of them. 6th grade, and I was saying hello, and now 8th grade has come and its bygone from introductions to goodbyes as my last days as a middle school student wind down.8th grade, 8th grade from the opening day to the signing of the yearbooks. This is the year of memories, goodbyes, and regrets. 8th grade and Im nonoperational realizing that there are people in the world that would die to go to a school like this. A school where every remains knows everyones name, respects everyone, and where violence and fighting are about as common as the Yankees missing the p layoffs. When Im done with my homework and go to bed, as the days of 8th grade wind down, spend will come and go, and I will mother myself in one of those giant, scary places c exclusivelyed high school.The first time I heard C.R.I.S.P. all I could think of was my moms rich apple pies. straight off C.R.I.S.P. has more of a meaning. Every day I see C.R.I.S.P. in the hallways and classrooms, not only on the walls but among my fellow students. Everyone wants to help each other out because thats the way we work here. Everyone tries hard to do their best and be the best person they can be. Looking foul on my three years at Twin Cities Academy, I find myself wondering how all these years came and went so fast. I still charm myself walking through the same halls and sitting in the same classrooms as I did back in 6th and 7th grade and Ive seen myself grow so much, mentally, socially and physically. I still remember everything that has happened end-to-end my years, the best of times, and the worst.So here I am, not sure if Im trying to stretch out my final days in a school that has taught me so much, or waiting for a 90-day-straight school-free period. I guess I want to savor these final days with many students that I just met, and some that Ive known for 3 years because this may be the last time that I see them.