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My Farewell

  • Date Submitted: 01/20/2014 06:56 AM
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My Farewell Speech
We have waited for this moment all our lives, the moment when we leave our childhood behind and step into the world to forge our own paths in life. We have counted down the years, the months, the hours, minutes and seconds, and finally, that moment has arrived. I find myself very sad, for I will be leaving behind people that shaped my life and a place that is as much a part of my identity.

MES is like a complicated mixture, and it is not the final picture, but the individual pieces that I will miss the most. I will miss the familiar feeling of disembowelment as I ride down the road to school. I will miss the stampede that follows the 9th period bell. I will miss the delightful smells from the chemistry lab that drift their way through the ground floor. Most of all, I will miss the very heart of my experience as a student; my friends and obviously my teachers.
Thank you teachers, for all that you have taught me - lessons that extended well beyond the four walls of a classroom. Thank you, all my classmates, for 11 wonderful years - for all the fun, the hilarious laughter and the valuable lessons that would enrich my life. Thank you Deepa Ma'am, for providing me with myriad opportunities for growth during my time here as a student. Yes, true indeed, a meager thank you cannot be compared with these ever to be treasured memories.  
We, all the students of MES, promise this Alma matter and Beloved teachers that we will surely reach the pinnacle of glory. This would indeed be the only gift on our behalf to give you a thank you.
When we leave here today, we will take with us the memories of these seemingly trivial things. But which in other words are the most precious part of our life. Memories that we will, however, cherish for the rest of our lives. And I hope that just as we take with us these memories of our school, we will leave behind our own imprint; an echo of the laughter we once shared a shadow of the students we once were.
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