Class of 2012: it’s about time.
It’s such an honor to be speaking in front of you today, because graduation is bigger thanany one of us. Today we’re celebrating our own feats, but also thank
ing the friends, family,teachers, and administrators who got us here today. To my friends, who dragged meaway from science and forced me to have a good time; to my family, who kept me on track with love, support, and perhaps most importantly food; to the teachers who struggled tokeep us awake during chemistry lectures
(that’s you Mrs. Savage!)
; and to theadministration who had to deal with us for the past four years: thank you. This speech,this graduation, and any future successes that our class may have are truly for you.
That being said, I think it’s fitting that our theme today is special people.
I started writing this speech the same way I start most of my major assignments: I wasteda couple of hours on Facebook, using Timeline to creep on people I
haven’t talked to in
years. I spent a few
hours on YouTube, listening to speeches about “spreading your wingsto fly” and “how our class will shape the future.” And as true as those things may be, those
speeches were just a little too boring for my tastes.
So instead, I’m going to
spice thingsup and talk about something very near to my heart: a delicious Chipotle burrito bowl.
Life’s a lot like a burrito bowl in that there are all sorts of special people in it, and each
group of people impacts us in a certain way. So instead of listening to quotes about the
future, let’s just examine each component of this
Let’s start with the rice.
As an Indian, rice plays a huge role in my life; you could even say
I wouldn’t be here without it. In th
e same way, the day to day interactions we have withour friends form the bulk of our own lives.
Every day we’re impacted by the people
around us; these friends form the bulk of our smiles and laughs. When I look back on highschool, I may not remember much of calculus, but I will remember the time our ownAshwin Babuji almost got a referral for giving Mrs. Kelly the spiciest hot sauce at TijuanaFlats.
And of course, our friends are there to deal with us at our highs and at our lows. I’m
not sure if anyone remembers me trying to dance at Prom, if I could even call it that, somajor thanks to the friends who gave me pointers and to Megan for putting up with mefor the entire night. So just as rice forms the greater part of a burrito bowl, thesememories with friends form some of the greatest parts of our own lives.The next major components are the beans and meat, which represent the teachers andguidance counselors who give us substance and some big ideas to chew on. Just as we canchoose between chicken, s
teak, or even a vegetarian burrito bowl (that one’s for you,
Perez), we can choose our courses, concentrating on subjects that we find most delicious.And within these courses, teachers truly provide the substance that the rest of our liveswill grow on. Sometimes the concepts that teachers introduce can be a little tough tochew on, like Physics with Mr. Soos or, for me, any kind of athletic class. And sometimesthese pieces of meat represent truly big ideas, questions, and concepts. I still rememberthe first time I was truly stumped by a question in high school: it was in 10
my guidance counselor Ms. Nash asked me “what do you want to do in life?”. 2 years later,
I know that I and many of my fellow classmates are still searching for this answer, but wecan thank all of our terrific guidance counselors and teachers for at least pushing us in theright direction.