Graduation Speech - Original Writing Essay
“Did you register us for school? It was yesterday.”
She walks over and sits down next to me.
“Listen.. Well, I… I didn’t register you guys at St. Eugene this year. Were going to see Pennoyer tomorrow. They’re gonna give us a private tour. It should be really nice. I promise if you hate it you can go back. Try it out for a week see what you think. You might like it and,”
I cut her off,
“I WON’T!” I shouted and ran off to my room crying.
For about a year my parents were juggling the idea of switching schools for me and my siblings. Prior to the change, I attended a small, prestigious catholic school called St. Eugene. I had attended this school for nine years. I knew nothing else. Unlike an average school, the halls were locker-less, wide, and squeaky clean. The floors looked like the hood of a freshly waxed car. I knew the school like the back of my hand. Every student, every faculty member, even the janitor I knew by name. Every year I passed from grade to grade with the same group of thirty students. I had a relationship with each of them; they knew my story and I knew theirs. I thought all schools were like this. I wasn’t aware of anything else.
My siblings and I begged and pleaded to stay at our diminutive school to no avail from my parents.
Throughout that summer I had to wrap my mind around the idea of starting out brand new. I thought…