I’m not crying, you’re crying.
Frimet Goldberger’s graduation from Sarah Lawrence offers her a chance to reflect on the most important lesson from college: that her opinions matter.
Jane Eisner has given a few graduation speeches in her day. Given the turmoil over some commencement speakers, she’s glad her cap and gown stayed in the closet this spring.
Chabad’s Rabbinical College of America in Morristown, N.J., plans to ordain 280 new rabbis at an event the movement is billing as the largest ordination class in the modern era.
Thank you for asking; the graduation was lovely. But you can probably sense that’s the party line. The ceremony was actually surreal, emotional and intense. We are, as the old saying goes, in the big leagues. Next stop, university.
With much fuss and fanfare, this week’s NYU 2012 university commencement marked the conclusion of my undergraduate career. But instead of rushing forth and celebrating recklessly, determinedly, as is perhaps appropriate, that evening was a decidedly low-key affair. In this post-graduation haze, the only thing I’m inclined to do is sit and self-reflect by the glow of my computer screen (a cathartic state rather characteristic of my generation, unfortunately or not).
My daughter is graduating high school today. This is a huge moment in life — probably more for her than for me, although I’m not sure — and the mass of thoughts and emotions are a bit overwhelming.