Practice didn’t prepare me for the expectant hush that blanketed the auditorium, or for my cap which insisted on sliding every which way whenever I turned my head.
So, some of you may have seen me earlier, frantic because I had forgotten my tassel at home in my rush to get here. Don’t worry, everything’s okay – I have a tassel now, so thank you, Mr. Pech, for finding one for me.
It is optimistic to believe that we will keep in touch with every member of our 156-person class, but nevertheless, our common experiences consist of firsts, constants, and lasts of all CAMS’ students. Consuming those they’re-all-right-just-joking-they’re-kind-of-bad school lunches. Sneaking off campus for the very first time. And again – and again, sometimes during class! Putting our hearts and souls behind our athletics teams, but even more so behind our Robotics Team. Screaming for your cohort during the last 3-day freshman orientation, if not traditional Spirit Rally, in CAMS history. Remember when skits used to be in the center of the quad, instead of by the pillars? Being the last bunch of Interactive Math students who had to ever think, “Do bees build it best?” These experiences spin the fabric of our memories.
We are the CAMS Class of 2013, but we are also a generation born and raised in uniquely turbulent times. In less than two decades, we have witnessed two wars. We have seen the country’s largest surplus plummet to the most appalling deficit – and the Great Recession seems to have no end in sight. We cheered at the election inauguration of the first non-white President. We were born in the age of corded home phones but we matured attached to the multi-capability, internet-accessible smartphone –At some point in the past four years, we each have realized – as we looked at our grades, our extracurricular activities, lives coming together, lives drifting apart – that there existed a gap between our expectations and reality. And although that discrepancy may have stung at that time, it wasn’t discouraging. It certainly didn’t turn us into cynical, bitter 17 and 18 year olds. It just inspired us to do something about that gap. And we’re sitting here because we have succeeded.
You may not care that the world is evolving now, faster than ever before. But if you take away anything, take away this. Envy will stalk your doorstep; arrogance your workplace. “Life will punch you – hard – in the face, and wait till you get up just to kick you in the stomach.”* Yet we – we as a generation, we as a graduating class, we as an individual – we cannot ever stop allowing the world to amaze us, because “there is nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline no matter how many times it is sent away;”* nothing more sublime than watching a baby bean sprout conquer clods of dirt a million times bigger just to befriend the sun; the steady “yes I can, yes I can” of your heart no matter that your brain is screaming the opposite – these are all the more reasons why you should say thank you. Ask all the questions, discover all the answers, make all the mistakes – because dreams, if we don’t act upon them unafraid of setbacks, will remain, forgotten, at the pillow.
When it comes to self-interest, everybody is fighting after the same things: money, fame, power, status. I’m sure you all will do the same in your own way. But, I challenge you to remember integrity and humility.
Integrity, humility. Those two words mean different things to all of us. But I know that we will never, can never, and must never lose those driving forces. In the words of Hillary Clinton: Integrity, the courage to be whole… living in relation to one another in the full poetry of existence. Integrity is not downloading a PDF of a textbook and sneaking peeks during the test. And by the same token, integrity, integrity is not assigning last-minute requirements and penalizing students when they fail to deliver on all of them. But you see, I know that our class has integrity. I know this because I have seen us confront the faceless bullies behind CAMS Confessions Uncensored by posting compliments instead of criticism, by standing up for the peers in our grade and all the other grades. Integrity is uniting to honor but always remember those who have fallen.
And humility, the audacity to apologize when you are wrong, and to extend gratitude where it is due. Each one of us has come so far – but we wouldn’t have completed this journey without the support of the people in this auditorium. Everyone we’ve met – everyone fidgeting in their stuffy blue robes, the faculty and staff, our family. Everyone we know personally has impacted and shaped us – some have more than others – but still, words cannot begin to express enough gratitude.
“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.”** Don’t you dare allow yourself to be confined by your career’s constraints. With each click of the mouse and slash of a keystroke, the world shrinks the tiniest bit. But it always will have everything to offer. Hope. Aspire. Dream. The future is ours. The future is ours because I know that we have the smarts, the desire, the integrity, the humility, the kindness – the potential in each and every single one of us to fulfill our aspirations – change the world – not because we deserve it, but because it is our responsibility – all of this potential, is brimming fit to overflow.
So go. Go and transform that possibility into reality. I’m rooting for you. I’m rooting for all of us.
Thank you.
* From “B” by Sarah Kay
** Class Quote: “The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams” – Eleanor Roosevelt