Showing posts with label speech. Show all posts
Showing posts with label speech. Show all posts

June 27, 2012

What the Valedictorian Said


Across the country thousands perhaps millions have sat in auditoriums and football fields proudly waiting for the moment their loved one graduated. Part of that process includes listening to speeches given by various parties. Two of those speeches are presented by those who earned the titles of valedictorian and salutatorian. If you were one of the approximate 5,000 who sat through my son's graduation you heard what was probably the worse speech ever given by a Valedictorian.

The word valedictorian is derived from the Latin vale dicere, literally "to say goodbye" -- hence the tradition of having the valedictorian deliver the closing speech at a graduation ceremony. Similarly, the salutatorian -- from the Latin salve dicere, "to say hello" -- typically gives the opening speech.   A Google or Yahoo search for valedictorian speech ideas/advice tends to produce similar results. The advice given is that the speech should be reflective of the student body and your shared experiences as well as giving advice for the future. The speech is not a moment of self-promotion, or a time of exclusion. It simply is a time for one student to talk to his/her fellow students, their last shared official good-bye.

This idea of a class based speech is dwindling as is the idea of having a Valedictorian all together. There is a slow but growing trend of school districts across the country that is choosing to do away with the titles of Valedictorian and Salutatorian all together. In Arizona the number of districts doing away with those titles is growing. In an article found in The Republic many school districts are choosing to honor the top one or two percent.  Among the reasons given is the number of students transferring from other districts or states as well as those taking classes on-line.  David Hawkins, a  director of public policy and research for the National Association for College Admission Counseling said although there is little official data, the changes seem to reflect a trend across the country.  Many colleges no longer name valedictorians. In the 18th century, they began to shift to identifying a large group of honors students: high-achieving students can graduate cum laude (with honor),magna cum laude (with great honor) or summa cum laude (with highest honor).  At our high school it was common knowledge that a number of kids including our valedictorian took advantage of on-line classes and grade forgiveness options to replace every non-A grade ever received.  No wonder districts are struggling with the idea of keeping valedictorians.

    In those school districts that do still award the title of Valedictorian the speeches being given no longer seem to represent the idea that this is an honor.  While I do not expect a high school senior to be able to share the keys to a successful future in their speech I do think it is fair to expect that their speech will be one that is representative of not only their academic achievement but their fellow classmates as well.  Until I started researching for this blog I sincerely thought, well at least hoped, that the dreadful speech I sat through was unique in its ability to disenfranchise the overwhelming majority of not only the students but the audience as well.  It seems that the idea of being Valedictorian as an honor is misconstrued today as most see it as a prize won and their speech the spoils.  In California Orestimba High School Valedictorian Saul Tello, Jr gave his speech in Spanish.  He was the first Hispanic valedictorian at the school and he wanted to use his speech to honor his parents.   His original plan was to give the speech in both English and Spanish but was told there wasn’t enough time to do both.  Major controversy has erupted over the decision of the school district to encourage Saul to do this.  I am not looking to get into a debate over language and cultures.  However I go back to my statement that the speech shouldn’t be viewed as a trophy for the winner to do with whatever he wants.  When Saul delivered his speech he started off by apologizing to those who wouldn’t be able to understand.  He didn’t graduate in a predominantly Hispanic community.  The over-whelming majority of his classmates were not from a Hispanic household.  I do wish that the school board had taken the time to print the speech out so that all could be able to understand and enjoy Saul’s speech.   Chances are he had something great to say however most weren’t able to understand him. 

     So Class of 2013 valedictorians from the perspective of a parent, please take these few pieces of advice when writing your script:

ü Remember inside jokes are only funny to those on the inside ~ if more than half  your peers don’t get it don’t share it
ü Thanking your parents is expected ~ thanking every person you know isn’t
ü Being in a relationship is wonderful ~ sharing your undying love in your speech isn’t
ü You received this award based on your academics~ YOLO, BFF and such really undermine your standing
ü You will still live in your hometown after graduation ~ don’t embarrass yourself  as you’ll see us for many years to come
ü You are giving your speech as a member of your high school ~ don’t shout “Go Gators” (or any college team) when you’re on Bronco property!!

Patrick is 3rd smiling at his NJROTC friends









April 25, 2012

Are people really that clueless?

    It amazes me that people can be so rude and think no one notices.  I guess I really shouldn't be surprised by at times it still takes me aback. In the past two weeks I have had run in with people who just are clueless. One I went back at and the other was well a delicate situation.
     The first was at the bank.  Patrick was driving and let me off then parked the car ~ in a handicapped space, which we have a parking tag for.  On most days I don't use the tag but on some days I'm very thankful we have them.  As we were getting ready to leave a noticed a gentleman talking to him.  When we got to the car I asked what he said. Seems the gentleman made the comment that Patrick didn't look handicapped.  OH NO he didn't!!  Considering how crappy I felt lashing out at someone was a welcoming opportunity.  I went back inside and from the door called to the man.  "Sir, I understand you made a comment to my son regarding parking in a handicapped spot? Just so you know not all handicaps are visible.  My son happens to have Spina Bifida which YOU can't see.  He's endured more pain than most men will ever know.  Not only has he overcome that but he's enlisting in the Marines to serve YOUR country.  On top of that he's driving me today because due to complications from my stroke I'm unable to drive.  So next time you think of making a snarky comment remember all handicaps are not visible."  With that I left the bank. I'll admit that was a bit easier as there was maybe 6 customers that day.  As we were getting ready to leave the gentleman came out. I could see Patrick thinking oh no what did she do now.  The gentleman began a huge apology but then pointed out that we didn't have handicap license plates. NO sir we had the blue handicap placard hanging on the rear view but we've taken it off to drive which you are supposed to do.  He then said his goal was to make sure that people weren't using the parking spaces that weren't supposed to. Once again he apologized.  We felt a little bit bad because we couldn't put down the window when he was talking to us because it was broken but didn't feel bad that he had to talk louder to make his apology.
     While that was incredibly annoying at least it was from a stranger.  Today's situation just blew me away as it was someone that we know.  Well I don't know him but my husband does.
     There are some days when my migraines are so bad that my speech is affected.  I usually wind up repeating words or get stuck on words.  This morning was one of those days.  I called Michael to let him know not to call me at lunch when he usually does as I was going to lay down until I had to leave for physical therapy.  Unlike his old shop that had a phone on the work floor to reach him in this new shop I have to call into the office.  Today when I spoke to his boss instead of only using six words - Can I please speak to Michael - it wound up being probably close to 20.  Sure, his boss said.  Maybe he thought he put the phone on hold because the next thin I hear is him mimicking me! This is Michael's boss who is well aware of my situation. I made sure not to cry when Michael got on the phone as I really wasn't even sure whether or not to tell him. When I did tell him I could hear the conflict in his voice.  He was obviously upset with what his boss did yet at the same time this is the man who picks and chooses who gets to work overtime.  That didn't matter he told me he was going to talk to him.
     How could someone who knows me indirectly be so cruel?  So immature, so clueless?  Does he think this is fun for me?  It took me right back to the first weekend I was home from rehab when a door to door salesman called me retarded due to my speech issues.  And my therapist wonders why I hate going out in public