Everyone applauded. “Every year,” continued Mr. Tushman, reading from his notes with his reading glasses way down on the tip of his nose,
I am charged with writing two commencement addresses: one for the fifth- and sixth-grade graduation ceremony today,
and one for the seventh- and eighth-grade ceremony that will take place tomorrow.
And every year I say to myself, Let me cut down on my work and write just one address that I can use for both situations.
Seems like it shouldn’t be such a hard thing to do, right?
And yet each year I still end up with two different speeches, no matter what my intentions, and I finally figured out why this year.
It’s not, as you might assume, simply because tomorrow I’ll be talking to an older crowd with a middle-school experience that is largely behind them—
whereas your middle-school experience is largely in front of you.
No, I think it has to do more with this particular age that you are right now, this particular moment in your lives that,
even after twenty years of my being around students this age, still moves me.
Because you’re at the cusp, kids. You’re at the edge between childhood and everything that comes after. You’re in transition.
“We are all gathered here together,” Mr. Tushman continued, taking off his glasses and using them to point at all of us in the audience,
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