Graduation Speech: Dedicated to Our Soldier-Parents

Eighteen years ago, 134 young souls breathed life for the first time. We are all coming from different places, I do not know that one day I will go to the same stage. Unlike most classes in America in 2012, no one here is an elementary school, junior high school, or even high school. We are from very different life experiences from most people. Most of us have never been in the same place for several years. This is just one of the many differences we have with the American ones.

In Lincoln 's speech, it is different from Thucydides. He opened his mind and told the audience with subjective evidence. In the speech he talked and devoted his speech to those falling and forgotten soldiers who fought in war. An excerpt from this story is "a new country that promised the idea that our father launched on this continent four years ago and seven years ago, thinking freely and that all people are created equally" I explain. He explained how to commemorate a collapsed soldier he fought for us.

When I entered the graduate school in 2006, the professor made a speech (his name was Randy Pausch, and his speech later became "The Last Lecture"). One of the most vivid metaphors for me in that speech was that good teachings were like football dummies. You seem to be moving in one direction, but in reality it will eventually move in the other direction. It is very powerful. The first thing children learn is abstraction, large and small. So when a child asks, why are children at the Natural History Museum? "When Susan, Margaret and Jassa are standing on each other's shoulder, Mr. Jasha may itch the Titanosaurus chin It makes more sense to ask "I do not".

When I graduated from the University of British Columbia in 2008, Vancouver writer Douglas Cooperan gave a lecture on our graduation class. I will explain here, but this is the point: your 20 year old will be shit, but do not worry because your 30 year old is wonderful. Then he joked about the degree of art that was working at a fast food restaurant. Then I ate too much smaller brownies at the reception. My twenties are not troublesome. In fact, I am having a good time. But they are era of struggle and construction, composed of clumsy sweat fragments and they will eventually become the rest of my life. I worked at a book store, wrote a semi-finished novel, got a cat, established a relationship, announced something, learned how to do kayak, read a lot and participate in the competition I got two degrees. I moved to everywhere in the country, became vegetarian, and saw every episode of Lost.