Memories...

Wow, these past two days have been incredible! All of my professors are making speeches about this past year and saying their goodbyes and all of my friends are trying their hardest to soak up every second they have with each other while trying to study for finals. These past few days have been the best and saddest days I have had in a while.

Yesterday morning my human growth and development professor made his goodbye speech. It was so awesome! And even though I found out recently that the story he told was copyrighted (thanks Jamie) it still was very heart warming. This was his speech.

"There once was a famous pianist who was so great at playing the piano that he gave a huge concert. The concert was very high class and very expensive to attend. Well, a woman decided that she wanted to go and take her little boy. He was eight years old and liked playing on the piano but would rather play with his friends instead. The mother dressed him in a suit and tie and took him to the concert in hope to encourage him to become a great pianist when he got older. When they found their seats the little boy sunk down into his seat angry that he was there instead of out playing with his friends. His mom turned around and began talking with some friends. The little boy raised his head and looked on stage. He noticed all the really cool lights and a brand new grand piano with a nice leather seat. He looked up at his mother and noticed she wasn't paying attention to him and climbed out of his seat and headed for the stage. He climbed onto the nice comfy leather stool and began to play the song "Chopsticks" on the piano. The crowd erupted with screams and all the men began yelling "WHO BROUGHT THAT KID HERE? WHERE IS HIS MOTHER? SOMEONE GET HIM! WHAT KIND OF MOTHER DOESN'T WATCH HER KID?" From back stage the great pianist heard the commotion. He looked out from the curtains and noticed the little boy playing. He ran to the stage (not fully dressed) and stood behind the little boy almost over lapping him and began playing a counter melody. After the song was finished the auditorium erupted in applause. After the concert the mother asked the boy what the great pianist was whispering in his ear. The little responded 'Don't stop! Keep going! You are doing great! Keep it up! Don't give up! Don't be afraid!'I told you this story today because this is our last class and you may never see me again after your final. But I want you to know that as I am reading your 'This is my Life' papers that all of your goals are not unreachable. And I want to be that pianist to you. I want to tell you...Don't stop! Keep going! You are doing great! Keep it up! Don't give up! Don't be afraid! And if I can't do that for you then God will."

This really touched me. I am so happy that I have been allowed the opportunity to attend TNU. God has shown me so many things! Anyways, my class is about to start...I will continue my blogging later! Thanks for reading! lol