Sometimes I will end the day with thoughts that are
important to get out. Usually I just
write them and put them in my journal folder.
I have chosen that on occasion I will share them with you Dear Reader.
Today I end the day feeling quite happy and quite sad all at
once. There are those who will
understand these contradictory elements in my persona. Most of them are teachers who have been doing
the long labor of teaching for some years.
Today was commencement for the end of our winter term. We hold commencement ceremonies four times
each year.
I would never detract from the joy and celebration that my
students have earned from the completion of this process. They have struggled and sacrificed to achieve
their places of honor in the procession.
Still as each of them proceeds across the stage and is handed a diploma I
feel joy and loss.
Most of them will leave to never return. One of the costs that we pay for a more
modern mode of education is that the halls are no so hallowed. The alma mater is not so cherished. There is not the social tie that exists at
the places where I earned my baccalaureate degree. Most of my students are on to jobs that will
keep them busy and they deserve it.
Tonight I said goodbye to eleven cherished souls who have
worked hard to become more than they were two years ago when they arrived in my
classroom. Monday I will start the cycle
again with a fresh crop of eager souls hoping to find the path to a better
future. Still as the years slip through
the pinch I grow sad for the one who have departed and I see no more. I love them all. I celebrate them all. I miss them all. Such is the lot of those who launch the newly
trained. So I say to my graduates "Farewell
wherever you fare, till your eyries receive you at the journey's end!
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store."
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