Welcome family, friends, teachers and staff of East Butler. Thank you for coming to celebrate the graduation of the class of 2012.
I could stand here and give you the cookie cutter graduation speech, but I believe the band Greenday puts it best in their song Time of your life. Today will be- just another turning point, a fork stuck in the road. Time grabs you by the wrist and directs you where to go. So make the best of this test, and don’t ask why. It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time. It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right. I hope you had the time of your life.
For eighteen years, we have had the time of our lives. We have come a long way since elementary - when boys had cooties and birthday treats where the highlight of the day. In Junior high we were official “big kids” because we had lockers and got to sit in the student section. As we grew into our high school years, many memories were made within our class. No-one can forget Tim Baker and when he successfully lit his pants on fire. And our makeshift fort in ag - we thought Mr. Troumbley would never find the TV and play station...until he actually did. Max I’m confident that you would have got the science award if you would have done half of your spellings in Advanced Biology. These memories and many more I cannot not say, have been the time of our lives.
As senior year rolled around, we thought we had all reached the ultimate goal. Little did we realize this was only the beginning rather than the end. We began to see the bigger picture outside of Brainard, Nebraska. The seemingly endless applications and decisions we were faced with, gave us a taste of reality, leaving us at another turning point with a fork stuck in the road.
In the end, all of high school has been our test. Mr. Glassholf, I am almost positive I will never have to find the integral or derivative of anything, but it was still enjoyable to listen to Michaela make up her own pronunciations of words. The vocabulary lessons for Mrs. Schulz English, I thought would be the death of us at time, will be the first to leave our memories this summer. And I’m sure Mr. Struebing questions if sophomores are even old enough to teach health class to. But, regardless of what we have learned in the classroom or not, it is the manners and social skills we have acquired from East Butler that will carry us through the real world. You see, our teachers and staff don’t tell us what to do, but show. For this we owe you all a big thank you. A special teacher still in our hearts - Mr. Maxson, I think we all want to say thank you for everything and we know you will be watching over us in the coming years- helping us to make the best of this test we call life and learn our lessons with time.
The question is no longer small matters, but what lies beyond high school - what to do with the rest of our liFe. A year from now we will be finishing up our first year of college, be enrolled in service, or starting our careers. Time will grab us by the wrist and direct us where to go. This step in our life will shape us into our own. I believe I speak for the class when I say - that we are as happy to walk out these doors of East Butler today, as we are sad to leave it all behind.