My name is Hasmig Minassian and I’m one of many, in Kyle’s Berkeley High CAS family of teachers and friends. Our community has spent the last four days honoring a young man who raised a passionate voice to every cause he believed in, who constantly stretched a loving hand onto the tense shoulders of a good friend, and who valiantly faced the world’s troubles with his intellect, his profound sense of duty, and a pulsing heart too big for his body.
At the beginning of the school year, I assigned the students in my US History class the Bull Durham credo called the “I Believe” poem. It is intended to be a reflection of the values and experiences which shape each of them as they approach our country’s rich and complicated narrative. As a tribute to Kyle, I’d like to read his aloud today. Clearly our dear boy knew himself well.
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Bull Durham Credo
American History
Ms. Minassian
9/11/2009
I Believe
By Kyle Harty Strang
I believe in summer night baseball games
I believe in playing basketball til they shut the lights off, and then still playing
I believe in staying up late until you pass out
I believe in practice makes perfect
I believe in double servings of food
I believe in eating candy til you feel sick
But I don’t believe in the Giants because I love the battle of the bays rivalry
I believe in facing your fears like Luke Skywalker
I believe in back massage chains
I believe in fasting on Yom Kippur
I believe in getting your jeans soaked from falling in tide pools
I believe in tattoo art because it will never go away
I believe in fighting for what you believe in
I believe in never backing down
I believe in jumping off the biggest rock just to prove a point
And I believe in ‘one person can make a difference’ because if everybody believed they couldn’t, nothing would ever change
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