Today my baby sister, Rebecca Noel Thublin, graduated from Tattnall Square Academy. My mom now officially has two alumni and only one high schooler left. I've been the most obnoxious older sister ever since I found out Becky was her class' Valedictorian. For the past week almost every facebook status I've updated has been about her. When she gave her speech tonight, I just sat there and balled my eyes out. As my mascara ran down my face, I just couldn't help but be proud of her and all her accomplishments! Really, there isn't much left to say, her words were so elegant and quite true to her class. Seriously, I couldn't have said it better myself. So, to sum up the evening, I'm posting her Valedictorian Speech. Please enjoy her lovely words; I know I did:
Since elementary school, we have been known as a bad class. At Wasega, we weren’t allowed to slow dance; in Washington, we went out and hopped across the forbidden balconies; in Florida, we and got kicked out of Ripley’s Believe it or Not; and most recently, we took a fun Tattnall tradition and made it into a night filled with regret. This is how some people might remember us. We all know that some of the teachers had mixed emotions when we ran the halls for the last time, and most of the underclassmen were just worried about what privileges they could lose because of us. We might be remember as that class of 2011.
However, this is not how I choose to remember us. I choose to remember the times when one of our own lost someone and we all banded together to keep each other afloat. I’ll remember the powder puff games when our school spirit was through the roof and we all celebrated our class, the good and bad. I’ll remember the lip syncs we put on, or chose not to put on, and all the fun we had different Homecoming weeks. I’ll remember the football games we won, should have won, and had no chance of ever winning but somehow came out with a victory. I’ll remember the last few days we finished our careers at Tattnall and the newly found camaraderie we had as a class.
I might forget the quadratic formula or how to diagram a sentence, but I’ll remember the people I shared these last 4 years of high school with. I’ll remember the lessons we have learned along the way. I’ll remember to be honest no matter the situation and to keep God in all the choices we make. I’ll remember the friendships I’ve made, and although we might not stay in touch, I’ve learned a lot from every one of you, and I will take those lessons to college. I know a lot more about sports than I did in 8th grade, and according to Ms. Dykes, I even know how to walk in a straight line. I know not to sweat the small things because only the big picture matters. I know that making someone disappointed is a lot worse than making them angry. I know that your parents really do know best, most of the time.
Although I’ve learned a lot, I feel like I’m not really graduating today. Four years really isn’t a long time when you think about it. I still remember senior breakfast at Ethan’s and stressing about making it back from lunch on time and sometimes, just realizing that you’re going to be late no matter how fast you drive. I remember watching so many senior classes leave Tattnall and I cannot believe it’s our turn, but it is and even if y’all forget everything else I’ve mentioned, there’s just one thing I want y’all to make sure you never forget.
On every one of our senior t-shirts, we’ve had a quote about greatness. First we had Shakespeare who said, “Be not afraid of greatness; some are born great; some achieve greatness; and some have greatness thrust upon them.” Next, we had Drake, the rapper not the academic dean, who said, “Last name ever, first name greatest.” Finally, we had Ralph Waldo Emerson, with only one m, who said, “What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us.” All of our quotes have talked about what’s inside and that greatness we were born with thanks to God. I don’t want you to forget this as we go our separate ways and our class, 57 students, spreads out from 1 minuscule school in 1 tiny city to26 colleges 4 separate states. We are all great. If the hobbits, the lowliest race of Middle Earth, can achieve greatest, so can this class. There’s your Lord of the Rings analogy Joseph since you said no speech can be good without one. Shakespeare talks about the different ways people become great but notice something- he says everyone is great. Everyone is great because they were born great, have achieved greatness, or had no choice but to be great. He doesn’t add a fourth scenario of “and some people just aren’t great”. We are all great for different reasons, and even if you don’t remember anything from Tattnall, I want you to remember that.
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