I& #39;m a teacher who cries at graduation.Maybe it& #39;s the student who& #39;s the first in the family to graduate high school, & the cheers are deafening.Maybe it& #39;s the student whose graduation falls on Eid & the family is dressed to the 9s for the feast afterward. Each student has a story. https://twitter.com/marychaostyle/status/1262715061170245639">https://twitter.com/marychaos...

The socially anxious student who gives a brilliant graduation speech,hands shaking & voice quavering.The LD student who speaks to the cheers of classmates. The students who lost parents or siblings. The students whose parents aren& #39;t there.The students of immigrants.They all walk.

They all shake the hand of their counselor, the principal, the Superintendent. They hold up their diplomas like gold medals.We file out for a final photo and they throw the carefully decorated caps in the air. They walk out into the sun or clouds or rain, bravely into the future.

Never mind if there& #39;s been a recession,war,heat wave or flood: high school graduates walk out into a future they can make their own.

Dear class of 2020: You have still made it. Hold your heads high. Throw your hat in the air. Walk out into the future and make it your own.https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="❤️" title="Red heart" aria-label="Emoji: Red heart">