In a surprising twist yesterday, the little blarg here got a handful of hits from, presumably, high school students looking for ways to write a graduation speech. Oh, dear. They stumbled into my lair, hoping for advice, only to find me talking all about ME. I cackled. I chortled. I guffawed. But then I thought. Wait a minute. I’m a teacher. There are students out there looking for help. My tiny little minuscule platform, for better or worse, was a source they came to in search of that help. Am I not obligated, then, to provide some measure of that help?
I thought some more. Obligated? Perhaps not. But it could be fun, and it might even help some of them (henceforth, some of YOU) out. MAYBE I could actually provide a service.