June arrived bringing pops of yellow and pink and purple and loads of green to shift our view away from the black and gray of all our yesterdays. June brings plenty to celebrate, in all its gaiety. And most wonderfully, no one can take away the natural joy one feels during this spirited month, regardless of what they plan to cancel. This June grab on to the waves of color rippling every which way and join in the festivities.
As the school year rolls into a June stop, I always like to press pause and ask my Seniors to reflect on their first 18 years, and consider imparting some advice on their peers. To that end one of their final assignments is to write a Valedictorian Speech, regardless if they will give one at Graduation or not. I write a Commencement Speaker Speech, regardless that I will not give it at Graduation. Seems like a task worthwhile for all of us to do these last days, don’t you think? The other day, during Period 3 we each stood at the podium on the auditorium stage, and addressed each other with all the pomp we could muster. I can assure you, they move me to laughter and tears every year, and I am always in wonder over their wisdom and optimism. This time too.
Tonight, I will share my speech with you.
I find I don’t need to say too much about anything important this week. The world is spinning along regardless of reason or empathy in a reckless and measured spin yet I can do nothing except fall with gratitude for each and every happy day. Today, and all the near yesterdays were all about the flowers. The scent. Intoxicating joy. The magnitude galore. Spring Fling in purple for starters is worth a discussion.
Nine Cent Girl 