Persuasive Essay On Nametags

Fellow graduates, look around. Sitting next, in front of, and behind you are friends and classmates that you have gotten to know these past few years. Only four years ago we were sitting in the auditorium all as shy freshmen in our spring uniforms hoping we would make a friend or two that day. Now as we sit together for the last time, we are not wearing our tan kilts, green sweaters or nametags because honestly they would look a little ridiculous with this robe and by this point we all know each other’s names. Our four years at the Mount have been a roller coaster ride, full of ups and down, yet I am certain each of our experiences have been different, like the nametags we wore only a week ago. These nametags truly represent our individuality

Although we still showed up and went through the motions, the extra effort, especially like putting a small safety pin every day, was too much to ask. Truly, each and every one of you had a unique experience with Mount, very much like everyone had a different approach to the nametags. Some of you might have lost your nametag the second day of freshmen year. Others might have forgotten about it and it is on a sweater somewhere in the lost and found. Or if you are like me, your nametag was on your deteriorating green sweater up until the last day. Although it seems trite, these nametags are how we met our best friends and learned their names freshmen year. These small pieces of purple plastic are what brought our class together, but now we do not need them. Thankfully we learned more than just each other’s names, we really knew each other and what sports we played or what shows we did or whom we sat with at lunch. These tiny ____ by ____ nametags let 150 young women move from strangers to sisters. But now, as we all sit together for the very last time, we no longer need our nametags because the bond we all share is stronger than a piece of