Note Regarding Order of Entries

The posts in the pages that follow are in this order:

May 2012: CAS Graduation—Kyle Harty Strang Spirit of CAS Award
May 2011: CAS Graduation—Kyle's loyal and loving CAS-mates move up.
March 2011: Two incredible articles that appeared in local newspapers
November: Lyrics of a beautiful song written for Kyle by Sarah Crews
July: Things shared on and around the 17th anniversary of Kyle's birth
June: Snippets of Facebook interchanges, end of school year pieces, and other things written to Kyle
May: CAS Memorial and misc. contributions received in May (in the order the comments were made)
April: Kyle's funeral and misc. contributions received in April (in the order the comments were made)
March 2010: Before Kyle's funeral and information about where to make donations in Kyle's memory

Because postings do not appear in the order they were posted, you will have to check the listing in the Blog Archive below to see whether there are posts you have not read, and then click on those posts.

If you made comments at one of the memorial events and/or if you have words about Kyle that you would like to post, send to: jbarber@berkeley.edu

Followers

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Miya Sommers BHS Graduation Speech


Miya Sommers, a graduating senior, was invited to speak at the Berkeley High School Graduation at the Greek Theater on Friday June 18, 2010. This is the text of her remarks:

The most important thing I learned from high school is to value the small things instead of worrying about the big ones.

My whole objective for Berkeley High consisted of getting into the best college possible. I joined too many clubs, took too many hard classes, and tried to make too many friends, all geared towards creating the image of the perfect high schooler.

By Junior year, I was exhausted. As it turned out, I wouldn’t meet any of my grandiose aspirations. Instead, I'd forget about the little things that made me happy, sacrificing it all for one large dream.

I was so wrapped up in work, I ceased to have lunch dates with friends. One day I found myself alone: no work to do and no friends to eat with.

But a voice called out to me.
It was Kyle Strang.

He asked if I wanted to go to lunch with him.
It really was an odd lunch. He and I went to Shattuck to purchase some sort of muscle supplement to help him begin mixed martial arts. The whole time we talked about getting buff, losing weight, and kicking ass. Kyle had that fun energy. The most mundane could be an adventure. I hadn’t laughed like that in a long time.
I really cherished this seemingly average afternoon.
I wish we could have more.
Death interrupts a lot of things. But that’s just one of the big ones.

It’s moments like these that make up my most treasured high school memories.
In the end, it really is the small things that stay with us.

A song sung by your first period teacher
Eating Pad Thai in the park
A hug when you really needed it

These are the little things that will remain in my heart. They are what I love most about Berkeley High.

No comments:

Post a Comment