Last weekend, I was invited to give a Commencement speech for a residential community ceremony at my undergraduate alma mater, The Binghamton University. (No, they don’t really use The like Ohio State, but let us pretend that they do because it sounds more fun.)
It’s a little unnerving to know that your words are going to be a part of someone’s graduation memories. That didn’t really hit me as much when I spoke at my own residential community commencement eight years ago, but I was also more in the habit of speaking in front of crowds at that point. Eight years as an assistant to people doing all the speaking later, it is a bit more nerve-wracking to get up and speak in front of people who are either so totally excited to be there or already sound asleep. It is also really nervewracking when you see parents holding up cell phones or Flip cams to film the entire ceremony. I saw a Flip Cam in the crowd while I was speaking and thought, “Holy smokes, they’re going to trot out this .mov file when the kid is 45. Or it’s going to get lost and deleted when their home computer eventually crashes, so you’re probably good.” Continue reading