Now, that you have reached the venue of your reunion, the
big damn question is what to speak? Emotions are churning upside down and
moments right from childhood are running fast in your mind. Take a break. Take
a side from the crowd. Have a sip of chilled water. Just relax. Think for a
while and be prepared to take over the stage. Be ready to be hugged by your
friends when you are done with your speech.
- What makes your speech more interesting is when it directly comes from your heart.
- It is engaging a story in it?
- The crowd can hear their names in your words which will keep them connected.
- Select a small incident from your school life which is actually very close to your heart and describe it in simple words. But always take care, never to hurt anyone or make fun of any person on stage. Being among your friends, you can open out, but not at the extent that you hurt anyone.
Let me grab a chance to show what I would have pointed in my
school days and what makes me, what I am today.
Though whatever, I am, I am nothing in comparison to the loving
hands of the teacher that were put on my head. I always want to shout loud to
everyone that what love could do can never be done by anything else.
I was a coy kid. Always afraid. I was studying, but was not
having any proper guidance, I was just doing something. When I reached 5th
grade, I got a hidden blessing from God. Perhaps, you Mrs. Braganza, my maths
teacher was my first indication of the hand of God. She started calling all
students my gal, my love, my son. Though it may be just some words for a few of
my classmates, but for me it meant my entire world. She used to put her hands
on my head and I was just getting stolen away from me. I never talked anything
with her. But deep down in my heart, I just loved her and today too I love her.
I was doing each and every piece of whatever she taught us. I was always
worried that Mrs. Braganza should not be disappointed with me. I remember, when
she called me to write something on black board, I was so afraid. It was
perhaps my first incidence of rising from the bench and doing something. And
then came the end of the year. We got our results. I stood first in the class.
I was not even aware of what does it mean to be 1st in the class? My
parents were shocked to know it. But the bad thing with result came was that
Mrs. Braganza is not continuing with the job.
She did her actual job. She gave wings to coy child who
could not have done anything in life, if was not there. Today, I am a
professional engineer with a successful career. Now looking after my son, but
always blessing that blessing of my life, my teacher.
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