School Captain and Principal Sir
MY FAREWELL SPEECH – 1994/95
Principal Sir, my loving teachers, and my fellow Tenacians:
Words don’t come easy to me when it comes to speaking on an occasion like this. All throughout my school life, I’ve seen batches of students being bade farewell by the school and in all those times, I’ve feared the day when I’ll be among those stepping out of the doors of this institution for ever. Today, the time seems to have come for me too to make a transition from present to history.
I don’t know if you realise how difficult it is for a student who has spent thirteen years of his life, in fact more than half his life thus far, in a school, to step out of it. Perhaps what makes it more difficult is the fact that you’re leaving behind the care and guidance of ever-respectful teachers, the love from friends — only to soon find everything shrunk to a handful of memories.
An episode of my life is over, and perhaps the most important one, but the greatest happiness lies in the fact that it couldn’t have been more memorable.
Today, as I’m here to bid you goodbye, I’d like to share a few of my experiences with you.
I was in LKG and was told that I’d won a prize. Like we have now, we used to have rehearsals for prize giving. Mr Tashi Tenzing was the acting chief-guest. I was given a school diary. I thought it was the prize and started walking away with it. Mrs Damayanti Gatraj came running after me and took the diary away.
On the actual day, the chief guest handed over the prize to me. I remembered the day of the rehearsal and handed the prize back to the surprised chief guest.
I also have a confession to make. I was in Class VI or VII. It was the time when the Suggestion Box was newly introduced in our school. I used to speak in elocutions and debates and would find it very difficult to project my voice. I wished that we’d be provided microphones while speaking. One day, I wrote two suggestions in different handwritings requesting the introduction of mic’s.
Principal Sir, my loving teachers, and my fellow Tenacians:
Words don’t come easy to me when it comes to speaking on an occasion like this. All throughout my school life, I’ve seen batches of students being bade farewell by the school and in all those times, I’ve feared the day when I’ll be among those stepping out of the doors of this institution for ever. Today, the time seems to have come for me too to make a transition from present to history.
I don’t know if you realise how difficult it is for a student who has spent thirteen years of his life, in fact more than half his life thus far, in a school, to step out of it. Perhaps what makes it more difficult is the fact that you’re leaving behind the care and guidance of ever-respectful teachers, the love from friends — only to soon find everything shrunk to a handful of memories.
An episode of my life is over, and perhaps the most important one, but the greatest happiness lies in the fact that it couldn’t have been more memorable.
Today, as I’m here to bid you goodbye, I’d like to share a few of my experiences with you.
I was in LKG and was told that I’d won a prize. Like we have now, we used to have rehearsals for prize giving. Mr Tashi Tenzing was the acting chief-guest. I was given a school diary. I thought it was the prize and started walking away with it. Mrs Damayanti Gatraj came running after me and took the diary away.
On the actual day, the chief guest handed over the prize to me. I remembered the day of the rehearsal and handed the prize back to the surprised chief guest.
I also have a confession to make. I was in Class VI or VII. It was the time when the Suggestion Box was newly introduced in our school. I used to speak in elocutions and debates and would find it very difficult to project my voice. I wished that we’d be provided microphones while speaking. One day, I wrote two suggestions in different handwritings requesting the introduction of mic’s.