At about 7:45 this evening Granite High's vice principal rang the bell signaling the end of the graduation ceremony. Thus endeth Granite High School.
The last 2 years we have held the ceremonies outside on the football field, and since we wanted to this one last time we spent the day watching the weather to see if it was going to rain, it was cloudy and threatening wetness from the very beginnning. Around 3:00 the principal, two other teachers and I went to the National Weather Service web site and checked out the most current conditions. Huge cell of rain to the west, another huge cell to the north and a bit to the east. Nothing ov
er us and nothing to the south. And it looked like the weather was working northward. Good, but things can quickly change from south to north, so we kind of asked God to keep our ceremony dry. Well, God's got a sense of humor because it was dry as a bone. But as the principal mentioned in her speech (ad libbed) we forgot to mention wind. And there was a lot of wind. Blew down the flowers. Knocked over the flags. All fixed before the ceremony, but what we couldn't fix was the caps being blown off, the book of speeched being blown page to page, every speaker lost their place at at least one point in their speech. But nonetheless, it went off great. And I'm exausted.
er us and nothing to the south. And it looked like the weather was working northward. Good, but things can quickly change from south to north, so we kind of asked God to keep our ceremony dry. Well, God's got a sense of humor because it was dry as a bone. But as the principal mentioned in her speech (ad libbed) we forgot to mention wind. And there was a lot of wind. Blew down the flowers. Knocked over the flags. All fixed before the ceremony, but what we couldn't fix was the caps being blown off, the book of speeched being blown page to page, every speaker lost their place at at least one point in their speech. But nonetheless, it went off great. And I'm exausted.
7 comments:
So, it's "gone with the wind," eh?
Sorry. I couldn't resist.
It's been a loooong week for all of us, and my humor level is at the lowest common denomenator right now.....
That was good! Wish I'd thought of it as a title.....
Well, For Whom The Bell Tolls is Ernest Heminway, who took his title from the English writer Jon Donne:
"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee."
John Donne Devotions upon Emergent Occasions, no. 17 (Meditation) 1624 (published)
Both Hemingway and Donne were writing about death, so For Whom The Bell Tolls is actually tons more fitting for your subject matter.
Gone With The Wind is Margaret Mitchell, who wrote a fluffy romance with an annoying heroine. It hardly compares to the depth of the other authors' works.
While both titles could work, the title you chose for your blogpost has much more symbolic meaning, and mine was just a joke.
You knew all this, of course. ;) I'm merely pointing it out to the other readers......
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Rossi,
Do either you or Alder have Facebook pages?
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They wouldn't have closed the school if there would have been one ore two good teachers there. They closed it because YOU GUYS SUCK!!!!
Hey, I thought you were on Wordpress.
Writer - I didn't know all the specifics, but I did know the theme was death. Thanks for filling in the details. But I still like your title - it makes me laugh.
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Y.C. - I have no idea if Sir Duke has a facebook page, but I do.
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John - Yeah, if we'd had one teacher worth a damn. Or if our counselors had lived up to the example of Herr Narcissi. If ONLY!
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John II - My school web page is on Wordpress.
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