Hello, I would like to thank everyone for coming here and supporting us. There are some people I would especially like to thank.
First, my Great Books teachers: Mr. Jenkins, thanks for starting me out on my journey. Mr. Cox, thank you for teaching me how to think. Mrs. Landry, thank you very much for teaching me how to write. And Last of all Thank you Mrs. Jones for making it all make sense.
A special thank you to Mrs. Milstead, I had her every year of my time here. She’s a very, patient, woman.
Thanks to all my friends for helping me and for being there for me.
A very special and big thank you to my awesome classmates, you guys are the bomb. Or as Mrs. Jones would say the talking bomb.
Thanks to my family!! Especially to my mom... she’s supported me this whole time and driven me to school and everything, thanks mom.
I”d like to leave you all with this poem by Tecumseh.
“Live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.
Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and
demand that they respect yours.
Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.
Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people.
Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a
friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place.
Show respect to all people and grovel to none.
When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy
of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only
Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones
to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are
filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep
and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.
Sing your death song and die like a hero going home”