domenica 27 giugno 2010

Graduation Speech (Introductory) – Alessandra Cestaro. 25/06/2010


Graduation Speech (Introductory) – Alessandra Cestaro. 25/06/2010

Goodmorning Ladies and Gentlemen,
The last time I stepped on stage at Graduation Day I was a 9-year-old midget singing in Mrs. Cardani’s historical choir... We were chanting the farewell song ‘Grade 13 are going away’ and this memory gives me gooseflesh.  
That was eight years ago but it really seems like yesterday. Indeed, I swear I remember every single word of the song ‘Spring Chicken’ and I’m sure I’m not the only one.. am I?
Today, I have the honour to introduce the Class of 2010 to you and I will do so by highlighting two  important aspects of our lives at ISM. The first is the value of friendship.
                I’ve attended I.S.M. since I was a foetus but I became part of my grade only half-way through elementary school. Indeed, I’m a year younger than all of my classmates and this is why they know me as the ‘small one’.  
I still remember my first day in class 4H when I sat down, trembling, next to Elisa, Gianluca, Nader and Martina. I immediately understood that Eli was a fantastic person – the moment she said I could copy her maths results! We quickly became close friends and she soon informed me that Gianlu was her husband and that I could be their child. Now, how can you not believe me when I say I.S.M. is like a big family?
                Our grade is no doubt a happy family…  indeed, we alone know how to distinguish Stefan from Aleks! However, it would be quite challenging to trace our family tree since, in 13 years together, every girl has dated pretty much every single boy. In fact we’ve all come to love each other immensely. However, as in any family, disputes and jealousy have been abundant. Probably because women in ‘our family’ can get quite possessive… especially when new-coming students are beautiful girls who inevitably take hold of the men’s attention. I’ll avoid making names… Valentina and Antonia.
                Jealousy aside, we’ve grown a strong enviable team spirit among us. Team Spirit and Community is the second crucial aspect I want to share with you today.
We students have always been there to help one another even in extreme circumstances – I will always be grateful to Ludo for giving me hot tea when I was at the mercy of height sickness in India and to Morten and Luca for accepting to sleep next to me, in the dust, at 6000 m above sea level, when I wanted to watch the Himalayan stars.
Similarly, we’re all grateful to Simone who regularly pretended to faint, falling off his chair, to save us from Miss Ripepi’s extra Italian lessons.
Oh, and thank you Chills for nervously crushing the bones of my hand every time Ms. Pisani chose who to ‘Interrogate’ with her ‘numerini della Tombola’.
                Together we surmounted all difficulties: trekking in Valle d’Aosta, Costa Rica and Ladakh, the matches for pride against Sir James and ASM at MIST and Gary Turk, Mr. Marczylo’s tellings-off when science experiments ended up in explosions, the 5a, 3a media and I.B. exams in Padre Monti… every second of the last 13 years has made us one bit more united.
This is why I.S.M. is unique: because of the trust, complicity and ‘intimacy’ that exists among students and with teachers too. Indeed, every one of us could write a detailed essay on Vanta’s private life. And yes, we can proudly say that the ‘gossip network’ at I.S.M. is the most reliable, updated and efficient one any school has ever seen.
                I.S.M. is like a world of its own that nobody can thoroughly understand from outside. Try asking an Italian student advice for the PSAT, CAS, the E.E., your GDC, TOK, the World Lit, your Econ. I.A., your UCAS application to the U.K. and then see what the say…
                Now, with all these memories I’m getting a bit nostalgic… so I think I’ll pass the mike on…because I’m starting to get the chills… (silence)… I’m starting to get the CHILLS…ehm.. I HAVE CHILLS! … CHIIIIILLLS! It’s your turn to speak now…

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