Graduation Speech: Our Journey

About twenty years ago, our twelve elderly people were born in various places, among various environments and families, we are far from cross-talking with each other and understanding each other. But God has made each one of us work under his gentle compassion according to God's plan. Our journey began under the supervision of God, and each one of us is in a different starting point. After nurturing and raising everyone in a very personal way, we all gathered 12 people at Johnson College and made them part of each other's journey This is a complete plan of God.

Because we are constantly improving the prototype of our lives, for this purpose I am beginning a frank traveling note with a few graduate students. Like myself, some of us graduated from the course of 2017. Other, after a few years. Each of us gets somewhere in a journey that is not mapped. Optimistically, I believe that these points will be linked in some way in the future.

After my interview, we attended the dinner at the graduation ceremony. It is an unforgettable night filled with wonderful people, inspiring speech, delicious food, and love not expressed in words. Here we are a wonderful family, sharing unbelievable thoughts and dreams. And six weeks ago, it is almost impossible to think of the beginning of a wonderfully exciting journey. People's family is a group of strangers at all! I hope I can fairly explain what this course means to all my STI families. I fully recognize what seems to be doing this, it is totally far apart, I will not blame you. If I were you, I might think of the same thing. The only way you trust me is to experience for yourself.

I will return to the graduation ceremony. Because of the strike, there is no public transportation. Our friends kept Hiace and about 20 of us went to college. On that day, all of us were very excited to graduate, but the long debates and names on the president 's list were so many that I got people tired. For a while, the number of students in the deanlist list exceeded the number of other graduates (joke: P). I left Pokhara at 7:30 on February 21. A few miles away we stopped at the police checkpoint and the driver asked me, there were so many people on the bus. An extra person sits on a temporary seat with a wooden board between the two seats. After a couple of problems, the police take the board and let go of the bus. As soon as checkpoints disappear, those passengers stand on the bus for a few minutes. This is the moment our drivers take out their lives.