Memories

My head is so full of noise. I was asked to give a speech at my old school to year 12 students for their farewell dinner. I walked in there very nervous, because it was dawning on me what a formal event this was. I wasn't so confident now that my speech would be suitable... but I thought, things in there needed to be said.

It was like going back through time in a way. It reminded me of my year 12 dinner, so long ago now. And it made me realise how differently I saw myself back then and also how I pictured the world. Rose coloured glasses I guess.

I finally gave the speech, and I could hear the slight waver in my voice. But I had to keep pushing through. I know somethings that were there didn't want to be heard, but I knew I had to say them.

Looking back, I think I would have liked to have had my old english teachers there. They really did impart something on me that's been long lasting. A gift that they didn't even realise they were giving.

So a toast to them tonight.