Grade 8 Graduation Speech

Grade 8 Graduation Speech Hello, graduating class of 2012! Good evening and welcome to all the parents and families who have came to this graduation ceremony today. Our parents are the people who know us the best in the whole world, even if that seems hard to believe, it’s true. They’ve helped us become the people we are today, and they’ve done a great job. After all, we wouldn’t be here without them. So, thank you, parents. Today, June, 26th, 2012, is the day that we, as a class, are going to graduate the eighth grade. Of course, we all know that. But do we really understand what it all means?
The definition of graduation is to complete a class or course of study. That’s it, the original definition of graduating. To me, graduation means more than that. It means growing, it means changing, and it means moving on. Today, the ceremony might seem like it’s all happening too fast, or, it might seem like it’s never going to end, but all our lives we’ll remember it, and that’s what counts. My two years of middle school have been a time to remember, I’ve learned a lot during my time in middle school, and these memories are what we are going to remember for the rest of our lives. For me, it all started on the first week of September.
All I saw was these big guys playing basketball and soccer and I was wondering whether or not I will be able to fit in. Everyone else was eagerly waiting for the first school bell to ring after like 3 months of summer while I was just standing there looking everywhere as if I was lost. Eventually, all of these started to change as I started to know people better. Thing was, they weren’t as furious or mean as I thought they might be. In the beginning of the school year, I used to nervously switch classes without actually knowing where to go, but now I am familiar with this school like all the others.

I managed to develop many new skills and stuff during grade 7. Before I knew it, it was June, grade 7 ended, and to my surprise, I’d survived my first year of school in Regent Heights. When we came back from a 3 month long summer, I knew what more teachers would expect from me. 8th grade began. We were the oldest, and the wisest. It was a completely different experience for me, with all the testing for specialised program registrations. It required you to know quite few stuff ahead of what you were being taught.
After all of that, term 2 came to an end, and we all started setting goals to do well on the next term. Many activities were held during spring. And as usual, it came to an end. We grew as teams and as a grade, but more importantly as people—figuratively and literally. We became smarter, more confident, and of course, taller. Together, we listened as the guidance counsellors told us about the high school and together we looked over the seemingly endless lists of classes. We turned in our worn, wrinkled, class sheets nervously, but a couple months later, all our worries were gone.
Today, we will graduate together, in a matter of minutes, leaving behind a school, a grade, our team, and some great, great teachers. Together we will enter the high school next fall, and in four years we’ll graduate again. Senior year will be just like this one, but the intensity will be higher. I’m excited to enter high-school, I’m pretty sure it will be fun. And, I’m sure that we can handle all of it: the teachers, the seniors, and of course, the homework. So, it’s time for our graduation. Here, now, today, we’re ready, even though we might not know it. Let’s go, and let’s make today a day that we’ll remember forever.