My graduation from nursery school lockup was shortly after the soap incident. Our parents were going through a divorce and graduation landed on Dad's night to get us. Of course, he came late and by the time we got to graduation, everyone was leaving. I missed my own graduation.
Soap teacher saw me in the back of the empty room and came over to scold me for being late. I kept my mouth tightly shut and my neck to the wall. She shoved my diploma and a Tootsie Pop at me and walked away.
Dad rushed us back to the car and I sat in the back seat with my diploma on my lap. I decided right there that I'd learn as fast as I could and get out as fast as I could. The next time I'd miss my own graduation it would be my choice.
And I always chose not to graduate or not go to the ceremony. Unless you are the one graduating or you are the parent of the student graduating, graduation ceremonies are the most boring things ever. Every speech is the same. The world is your oyster. The bread of life is yours. Your time is now. Go do great things. Blah, blah, blah. And no student is listening whether they are high school or college graduates. There are just sitting there thinking about getting drunk or are drunk. They are so done listening to anyone tell them anything. That's the point of graduating.
Last week I attended a graduation ceremony and I was the only one listening.
*Part Two is coming soon.
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