Ahh. It’s been a while.
Since I last posted, I’ve graduated from high school and was accepted to the college of my dreams. I’m so beyond pumped. After spending months of laboring over applications, my hard work paid off. To any rising seniors: keep pushing yourself. If you work hard enough, your dreams will come true. In this post I’m including an excerpt from my valedictory address. I think it brings up some valid points and is similar to my usual topics. I’ve omitted the parts with my personal information (the world wide web can be a scary, scary place ladies and gents), so I apologize if it doesn’t exactly make sense.
*enter emotional introduction thanking everyone here*
As for my speech, I thought long and hard about what I wanted to talk about this evening. To stand before you all as your valedictorian is a great honor. I didn’t want an opportunity like this to go to waste. I must have asked a dozen people what I should write my speech on. One answer in particular struck a chord within me. “You should write about something nostalgic. These four years will be the best times of your life.” The best times of our lives. Yes, Class of 2015. If what I was told is true, we have peaked at seventeen and eighteen years old. Congrats. We did it. We’re the best we’ll ever be. Class of 2015 I refuse to believe or accept that. I have spent four amazing years with you all. I am so proud to be a part of this class and this school.
*enter awesome senior class accomplishments, everyone gets nostalgic*
These four years have been incredible to say the least. I know that when look back, I will be nothing but grateful; grateful for the time and energy that this community, these teachers, and this school have put in for us and humbled that I was given the opportunity to be a part of it all. But as amazing as these four years have been, I do not want them to be my best. I don’t want them to be our best. My wish for us is that we never peak. I don’t want to peak in high school, I don’t want to peak in college, I don’t want to peak in my career. Ladies and gentlemen, life is one mountain that you should never want to summit. My wish for us is that we keep climbing. That each day we wake up and say “how can I be better? How can I make this world a better place?” I hope that we wake up every day with the years we spent here in the back of our minds, reminding us of the necessity of moving forward. I want us to push forward for our teachers. For those who can’t be with us. For every newborn in the community. After all it’s our job to make this world a better place for them. Above all, I want us to know that wherever life takes us we have a home in —- County and we have a family in this school. To the Class of 2015 and the many prosperous classes to follow: Never peak, keep climbing.
There you have it, folks. Never peak.
the wanderer 