Last Week and Graduation
There were no formal math classes the last week of school.
The 7/8s were prepping for graduation and the 4/6s were finishing up projects in homeroom.
My speech for the graduating class is below:
I’ve tried out 9 ways to speak about these nine graduates and continue to have trouble. They are nine individual who make a coherent whole, with interests both wide and overlapping.
What else comes in nines? Analogies are always a great way to write these speeches how about that:
Nine Justices of the Supreme Court, nah, who wouldn’t want to be RBG, but then what; nine planets of the solar system, orbiting the bright center that is SK--the astronomers tanked that one a few years ago; Muses? I simply can’t force Melpomene (tragedy) on any of these delightful children. Baseball players? Naw, all of these kids are way out in left field, but Then it came to me: 9 rings for the kings of men! No, while I had someone in mind for the Witch King, I’m not sure who else is ready for a life of service to Sauron.
When analogies fail it must be because there is something incomparable about the group. So, I decided to trust myself like I trust these children. I’ve been with some of these kids since my first days at SK, and I’ve watched them all grow from brash, timid, and eager children into assertive, confident and excited adolescents.
This class means a lot to me: they are the second (and final) class of Samurai. They have been with me in faery camp, through magic shows and Magic cards, disconcerting bus rides, a trip to Mars, forced marches for cheesesteaks, short circuits (really don’t plug the thermistor in backwards), and all sorts of adventures with fruit. We’ve faced down zombified creepers and told more puns than I can remember (from me and them),
And so, I as I literally have my back turned to you all today; know that it is not because I’m ignoring or forgetting you--that will be impossible, but because I know you’ve got my back.