13 graduations ceremonies x 4 hours each x 1 graduation gown
Holy cow, I’ve been wearing this gown for 52 hours and it’s never been washed. This is what I’m pondering two hours into my 13th graduation ceremony. I can’t help it. I’m bored and I’ve read the list of
graduates so many times I’ve committed every name to memory – even the names I can’t pronounce. Since I’m fairly resourceful, I invent a game of finding students whose first and last names begin with the same letter. Just as I make my way to the “L’s” – as in Lin Li, I get a tap on the shoulder.
“What do you do if you have to go to the bathroom?” It’s one of my students sporting a perfectly clean graduation gown.
“I usually go to the bathroom but I’m weird that way,” I answer.
That response stayed in my head but I felt my AirBubble about to burst.
“You should go to the bathroom,” I advise solemnly and he does. This exchange got me thinking which is good because I’d already mastered my name matching game and I
needed another diversion.
“What does a diploma mean?” I ask myself as the row of graduates behind me stands to make way for my student. Then, I quickly run
another mental calculation.
1000 graduates x 1000 Poland Spring Water bottles
By my rough estimate at least 50% of the graduates have the same question as my
student. So what does a diploma mean? It means you no longer have to ask permission to use the facilities.
Hats off to the Class of 2013!