Commencements are always very special and this one did not disappoint. Sitting on stage is definitely the best way to observe the event as you can see the excitement and joy of everyone in the audience. This one started out well, with a wonderful rendition of the National Anthem. Then it was my turn. For some reason, I was nervous, but composed myself as I walked to the podium-- a long walk, even though it probably measured three steps. I had struggled with an idea for my remarks. Should I mention the ten students who had died during this happy/joyful event? Would it taint the rest of the evening? Yet, something in me felt strongly that I had to do it, especially if I could make it a teachable moment. I wanted to make sure that our students understood how precious a gift we all have. I had rehearsed my remarks several times without a hitch, so I was surprised when a flood of sadness washed over me as I told the audience about these departed students. It was all that I could do not to show it (but I think I did).
The high point of the event is obviously the awarding of the diplomas. That went without a hitch until a half dozen covers slid off the table and at the feet of a nursing student. As I bent down to pick them up, I heard her exclaim, with a high degree of frustration, "Sure, this would happen when I am up on stage!" I was thinking, "Hey, I am the one who looks stupid here," but grimly picked up the rest of the covers.
After the ceremony, I stopped in at the reception and was so pleased when a mother thanked me for my remarks. It seems that her daughter had been in a serious car accident and "through the grace of God" she was present to collect her degree.
Summer is now officially here!
