The toughest part of the KHSSL State Awards ceremony–for me–is my charge to the graduating seniors. I cry. I admit it. Some of the folks today I’ve seen grow so strong, so wonderfully, for five years now. We will miss them.
But I hope they remember that they are entering a very dangerous world of horribly bad discourse. They speak and communicate far better than the vast majority of those who are our “public figures” (and I say that about the students in Speech and Debate around the country, now and forever). They have learned how to compete–intensely, passionately, explosively–and yet remain friends, buddies, pals–they are a community.
I charged them to remember that, in Harper Lee’s words, “there’s just one kind of folks. Folks”.
I know they will do that.
And they give me such hope.