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It's Time For Me to Go....Good
Day people! Well, at long last, I’m finally ready to move on! And the
good folks at Newgrange have graciously permitted me to have the honor
of addressing the graduates and my fellow movers on and the rest of you
all. I can safely say that,
after 14 years at Newgrange, I am indeed both ready to move on and eager
to make my moving on speech. Since it’s my last chance to speak, and
your last opportunity to listen to me, I hope you do...
I think I was selected to give the senior comments because I’ve been
around so long. I guess everyone thought I knew the graduating students
a bit better than most teachers. Perhaps
I do. I hope so, because I’ve decided to share my comments to them
with you…not as witnesses to their message, but as active recipients
of it. If I know the
graduates as well as others think I do, I don’t think they’ll mind
sharing. A Reflection on John Irving’s Cider House Rules My favorite book is Cider
House Rules, by John Irving. The book has many heroic characters, but
two stand out. The first is Dr Larch, an old curmudgeon who hates those
who abuse power and wealth and works to undermine them through
mysterious means at his place of residence and employment, a remote, run
down orphanage in rural
Students, and guests,
think about the path which brought you here. As a Newgrange teacher, I
know that the majority of students who enter these doors have had
terrible, even traumatic school experiences. Humans who experience
difficult or traumatic times can respond with denial, guilt,
anger…even hatred. All of these responses are natural before finding a
better emotional place; Newgrange has been that better place for you.
Let go of any anger or hatred still with you that relates to your
past learning history. You are now so much better equipped for success!
Look forward to the challenges ahead instead of remaining stuck in the
past; speak confidently of your hopes and dreams and do not poison the
conversation with bitterness. Do not let anger consume you…make peace
so that hatred will not destroy you; in peace you will find
satisfaction, and you may find joy. Finally, it leads me to
make the following 3 suggestions for future conduct. This is the part
that relates to the test I mentioned earlier. The test is life, we all
must take it; and, oddly, everyone receives their grade after passing. Suggestion 1:When
you have a choice…and you always do have a choice, be understanding. You know the pain of
being misunderstood and the satisfaction that follows from being
understood. Take the time to hear what others are truly saying to you
and about you…I guarantee it will help you be a better person. Then,
take the knowledge and apply it to better understand others: not only
will you learn more about the wider world’s mysteries and wonders, but
you will sleep better, too. Kerry Nelson, a writer
from Ronan Tynan, the great
Irish singer, who is also a medical doctor, stands
six feet four on two artificial legs. When he was a child he had polio and he could not
walk "normally". Because he wanted to be able to walk AND
dance he chose to have his legs amputated. He also chose the longest
artificial legs because he wanted to be tall, too. Tynan attributes his success in life to hearing his parents tell
him “you are great” even when he felt crippled and small. Those
three words (you are great) repeated to him daily enabled him to believe in
himself, strive to do more, do better and to not give up. Because others were generous with
three little words, he now shares his talents generously with the
world. Some folks think that
hard work is difficult, that dirty fingernails are disgusting, that
sweat stinks, and that goofing off is fun. THEY ARE RIGHT! But it is
also true that difficult work done well is rewarding, that real effort
in anything worthwhile requires getting your hands and even your
fingernails dirty, that a hot shower eases both the dirt and pain of a hard days
work, and that goofing off is better after you have done your best. And now, it’s time
for me to go. But I’m not
done. I’m a story teller,
so humor me by letting me end with a story about the spring-time birds I see from my window-side desk at home…. After young birds learn
to fly they follow their parents around on the ground. The parents must
teach the young birds to feed themselves.
As the young birds learn to hunt for bugs and berries, the
parents keep feeding them. But, the parents stop feeding the youngsters
when the young birds are capable of being on their own. The
youngsters screech and complain… beaks open…demanding food, because
it is easier to be fed than hunt for yourself, but they eventually get
the message that they are ready to be independent and they fly
away….they move on. Graduates
and others, you are ready to move on from this place that has, I hope,
opened your hearts and minds to the possibilities within each of
you…that not only can you read, write, calculate and understand
ideas and concepts but that there are ways that you can contribute to
this world that are distinct and different and valuable, because each of
us, you and I are unique, different and of value.
And so, in the spirit of Dr Larch, that other old curmudgeon of
Cider House Rules, I bid you farewell….
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