Thursday, June 7, 2007
A Graduate's Lament
What it's like to graduate from Collierville High -- in Mississippi.
Posted by John Branston on Thu, Jun 7, 2007 at 4:00 AM
When my friends and I at Collierville High School first learned that we would be graduating at the Desoto Civic Center, we were shocked. They weren't going to let us graduate in our own state?
The other Shelby County schools were scheduled to graduate in the Coliseum -- and as decrepit-looking as that venue has become, at least we knew where it was. Spending one of the biggest moments of our lives so far away from the place where we grew up was disheartening.
MapQuest.com became very popular the day before graduation. If it weren’t for that, a lot of us would have never made it.
But the decision to relocate us to the Magnolia State proved to be merely an example of how disappointing the rest of the ceremony would turn out.
I've been attending high school graduations for seven years now -- as a little brother. I feel comfortable saying that I've dreaded each and every one of them. In 2003, when the last of my older siblings graduated, Shelby County schools were still performing ceremonies longer than the newest "Pirates of the Caribbean" movie. These ceremonies had everything you could ask for: guest speakers, catchy music, and appropriate pauses between each graduate's name. They were lengthy, but felt appropriately so.
Our high school's graduation, on the other hand, was a little brother's dream: You got in, you got out, and you were standing in line at the Olive Garden in just over an hour.
The entire thing felt rushed. They had told us the day before at practice that speakers would not be pausing for laughter or applause of any kind. They weren't kidding. The student body president's speech was about two minutes, and the salutatorian's and valedictorian's couldn’t have been longer than five. There were no guest speakers. Introductions were kept at a minimum. The graduates' names were read in rapid-fire.
It was like watching a graduation from years ago on fast-forward. I was surprised they didn’t take a couple of verses out of the "National Anthem."
Walking across the stage turned to running across the stage. When they called my name, I tried to take it easy. This was my day. It was the day for which I had waited 12 hard years. They weren't going to whisk me through it.
I strolled towards our principal, Dr. Setterlund (who I’ve come to know over the years), and shook his hand. I thought we might have time for a quick exchange, but that assumption was blown out of the water. Just as I was about to say something, the next student's name was announced and I was pulled along my way. Setterlund gave me a quick congratulations and I was back in my folding chair in no time at all.
About 500 students graduated in under an hour. If it had been longer, the rental fee would have been higher. None of us were expecting much. But a few seconds between names would have been nice.
I've never been a stickler for long, drawn-out ceremonies. In fact, I never even understood the importance of a proper celebration until our graduation. But now I get it. After you work long and hard for something, you deserve a commemoration equal to your efforts.
I can only hope that next year's class will break the new tradition set in the past few years of dinky graduations. It's all about money. But come on. Our class earned over $14.5 million in scholarships. I think they could at least throw a few bucks towards a nice party. -- Michael Wassmer
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As a 1999 graduate of CHS, our graduation was of equivalent time, but be thankful you had a bit more space. Our 425+ class was crammed into the First Baptist Church of Germantown, and featured no catchy music, fun speakers, or the sort of regalia you seem to fantasize about. Also, as a 2003 and 2007 graduate of CBU for undergraduate and graduate studies, we had our 2003 graduation at the decayed Mid South Coliseum. They only glory in that establishment was knowing that they hosted many tractor pulls and monster truck shows. Thankfully, we moved to the DeSoto Civic Center for our 2007 ceremony, a much more affordable, spacy, and clean facilities.
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What a terrible event. I felt for the graduates. The writing here is nicely styled and funny.
Awesome article. I can relate. Sounds like a good story for the future though. Great job! Funny too!
Well said, indeed. Your article was right on the money. My son graduated with your class and the ceremony was just as fast-paced and anticlimactic as you described. Have you ever thought about a career in journalism?
I'm not from Collierville High but I heard about this. Funny article though, I love your style.
You know, I'm looking forward to graduating in two years. My sister's graduation seemed like an eternity but by the sounds of it, I'll be in and out. :D
What a horrific event! Hope there were better memories from Olive Garden! More than anything, I'm impressed with the maturity and poise coming from a recently graduated high school student in this article. Very good.
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