Spiach

pollaxe:

The first thing I want to say is thank you. Today, I am given a great privilege to deliver in front of the audience a speech I might as well call the part of this program where you hear anecdotes, quotes, poems, and maybe even verses from a song. Today, I stand proudly as the class first honor, a label this institution has given me and I have really worked hard to achieve. But today is ultimately for all of us, class of 2016. The time to look back and look forward. To convince ourselves it’s over and for me to share the experiment we’ve been through. So today, allow me to share with you the stories of gratitude, pain, regrets, and a lot of changes I and my classmates have surely faced in our 4 year stay:

In one glance and one thought, I never expected myself to be standing here. I would’ve at least expected myself standing before the podium of The Mabini Academy. The school of blue and white. The big campus since 1922. The hymn I sung at the top of my lungs for 6 years. The vast green field ready to welcome me again after my elementary graduation. The ghost stories. The familiar high school building I would have proudly set my feet upon. But obviously, I made a different decision 4 years ago.

Instead, I decided to go in the school of black and white. The small campus. The never-ending quadrangle. The 56 steps in all staircases I counted just for the sake of this speech. The braniac, twisted stories. The so-familiar high school building I was able to memorize just in a minute or less. This is the fitting description of the school that sheltered my mind with quadratic functions, formula for force and acceleration, Adam Smith, and even Clark Maxwell. The school that caged my heart with pain, both literally and figuratively, only to remind me that this school is not only for those who want fine, decent education. Lipa Science is also for the risk-takers, the Dauntless and the Gryffindors of the society; for students who are willing to date the bittersweet taste of coffee ‘til midnight; for those who want to be labeled the wise, the Ravenclaws and the Erudites; and frankly, for those who are ready to have their brains wracked open and their bodies whammed hard, they could have at least just walked on the road and have their 206 bones fractured by a vehicle.

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Wala akong pake kung sobrang haba nito, worth it siya ble 👏🏻