Graduation Day
Yayy!!! My son graduated yesterday! I travelled to Leeds to watch the award ceremony.Yes it was boring, yes it was overblown, yes most of the lecturers were so snobbish you could almost feel them leering at the plebs sat before them. BUT...I was really proud of my son and the occaision got to me.
I was OK until a student was given a postumous degree. His father went to collect the degree on his behalf and kissed the piece of paper as he came down the steps from the platform. That really got me and the tears started rolling. My eyes are filling up now as I write.
My son had a tough ride in life, his mum died of cancer when he was 10 and though he was a good lad, a skunk of another boy befriended him when he was 16 and got him into trouble with the police when they got drunk and decided it would be fun to drive my hire car along a major road.
He was also asked to leave take a year off school when he was 15 because he just wasn't doing any work.
So, when my son's turn came to collect his degree I was more proud than a mum at her favourite daughter's wedding.And more tearful.
He had overcome all the odds and showed everyone what he was made of.
That's my boy!
About Me
- Gabriela Julie Budd
- tallish,tanned,over 38( not telling),medium build,well toned most of the year around(not Christmas or August),own car, own teeth.I also happen to be a tranny.Your average white tranny, albeit a bit tanned. A bit narcistic, sometimes in two minds. I don't mind being a guy, but acting as a girl is so much more fun. Food for thought: chocolate is good.I can laugh at myself,often I'm not alone in that.
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4 comments:
What can one say? Congratulations to both of you. To your son for turning things around, and to you for standing by him, and no doubt supporting him. No wonder you're so proud of him.
Thanks Rachel. I was showing off I suppose but I am proud of him.
Julie
xx
What a wonderful thing!!! To overcome the odds, fight and scrap his way to a degree. He will value it more this way, I think. Some of the best flavors in life are those you have to fight like hell to taste.
And I think you have every right to show him off a bit! Why not?!?! Be proud.
So dare I ask, what are his plans now?
Nowt wrong wi' being proud of t' boy, lass.
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