This is that special time of the year known as graduation. From Kindergartens to Universities this is both an end and a beginning. Here is my graduation present for you.
On my first day as a 17 year old freshman at the University of Southern California my first class was Speech 101. I arrived early and grabbed a seat in the fourth row on the far side of the room, away from the door. There was a lot of talking, when suddenly the door swung open, but no one was there. The room became very quiet. Next I heard a scrapping-sliding sound, but I had no idea what was happening. Some of the students in the middle of the room stood up to see what was going on and they completely blocked my view.
Then from behind the podium in front of the class, like Phoenix rising from the ashes, this tall gaunt, ageless woman appeared. She dramatically raised her right hand. Paused. Then she spoke for the first time. "Dare to be different."
Those four words, from this wonderful teacher, who crawled into our classroom on her hands and knees, 60 years ago, have meant more to me than all the schools, all the classes, and all the diplomas. I give them to you. Guard them well.
And always,"Dare to be different."
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