{"id":14470,"date":"2012-06-09T00:00:37","date_gmt":"2012-06-09T05:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/?p=14470"},"modified":"2012-06-08T22:46:56","modified_gmt":"2012-06-09T03:46:56","slug":"english-teacher-tells-wellesley-grads-youre-nothing-special-not-yet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/?p=14470","title":{"rendered":"English teacher tells Wellesley grads: &#8216;You&#8217;re nothing special&#8217; \u2014 not yet"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/Wellesley-grads-not-special.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-14480\" title=\"Wellesley grads-not special\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/Wellesley-grads-not-special.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"458\" height=\"269\" srcset=\"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/Wellesley-grads-not-special.jpg 458w, https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/Wellesley-grads-not-special-300x176.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 458px) 100vw, 458px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Everybody gets a trophy these days, because everybody is special. Except, well, most people aren&#8217;t special. Not yet. Not until they&#8217;ve done something exceptional.<\/p>\n<p>At one of the nation&#8217;s best high schools, a teacher stood at graduation last Friday and told his departing seniors something that shouldn&#8217;t be remarkable. (See the video of the speech below and the full text underneath that.) What English teacher David McCullough said should be obvious, but in a world where children grow up being told they&#8217;re special just for being themselves &#8212; without having to earn recognition by doing something with their potential &#8212; it&#8217;s a radical step to tell the truth.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You are not special,&#8221; McCullough said. &#8220;You are not exceptional.\u00a0Contrary to what your u9 soccer trophy suggests, your glowing seventh grade report card, despite every assurance of a certain corpulent purple dinosaur, that nice Mister Rogers and your batty Aunt Sylvia, no matter how often your maternal caped crusader has swooped in to save you, you\u2019re nothing special.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->The graduates of <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Wellesley_High_School\" target=\"_blank\">Wellesley High School<\/a> are accustomed to seeing themselves as special. According to figures from the school, 92 percent of graduates go to four-year colleges and the remainder go to community college or some other post-secondary training. A far disproportionate share of Wellesley grads go to the country&#8217;s prestigious universities. But McCullough told me they can&#8217;t see themselves as exceptional yet &#8212; because they haven&#8217;t achieved anything.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/David-McCullough-Wellesley.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-14489\" title=\"David McCullough-Wellesley\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/David-McCullough-Wellesley.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"250\" height=\"315\" srcset=\"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/David-McCullough-Wellesley.jpg 250w, https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/David-McCullough-Wellesley-238x300.jpg 238w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 250px) 100vw, 250px\" \/><\/a>&#8220;The fulfilling life, the distinctive life, the relevant life, is an <em>achievement<\/em>, not something that will fall into your lap because you\u2019re a nice person or mommy ordered it from the caterer,&#8221; he said. &#8220;You\u2019ll note the Founding Fathers took pains to secure your inalienable right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness &#8212; quite an active verb, &#8220;pursuit&#8221; &#8211;which leaves, I should think, little time for lying around watching parrots rollerskate on YouTube.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He urged the graduates to do things they love and believe to be important.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;&#8230;I urge you to do whatever you do for no reason other than you love it and believe in its importance,&#8221; McCullough said. &#8220;Don\u2019t bother with work you don\u2019t believe in any more than you would a spouse you\u2019re not crazy about&#8230;.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>McCullough made it clear that he wants the graduates to be special. It&#8217;s not that they&#8217;re not capable of it. It&#8217;s simply that they haven&#8217;t <em>done<\/em> anything yet &#8212; and he seems to be afraid no one has told them this.<\/p>\n<p>Human beings need to believe they&#8217;re special. But self-esteem that comes from empty praise based on absolutely nothing is shallow and brittle. It will turn people into narcissists and they&#8217;ll spend their entire lives begging to be praised. But real self-esteem &#8212; the healthy kind &#8212; comes from achieving things. It comes from knowing you&#8217;ve taken your potential and done something worthwhile with it.<\/p>\n<p>That kind of self-esteem brings healthy confidence and an ability to cope with the world. It&#8217;s a lesson that kids need to be learning all their lives &#8212; but telling them at high school graduation is better than never.<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/_lfxYhtf8o4\" frameborder=\"0\" width=\"460\" height=\"345\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.theswellesleyreport.com\/2012\/06\/wellesley-high-grads-told-youre-not-special\/\" target=\"_blank\"><strong>Text of David McCullough commencement address:<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Dr. Wong, Dr. Keough, Mrs. Novogroski, Ms. Curran, members of the board of education, family and friends of the graduates, ladies and gentlemen of the Wellesley High School class of 2012, for the privilege of speaking to you this afternoon, I am honored and grateful.\u00a0 Thank you.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0So here we are\u2026 commencement\u2026 life\u2019s great forward-looking ceremony.\u00a0 (And don\u2019t say, \u201cWhat about weddings?\u201d\u00a0 Weddings are one-sided and insufficiently effective.\u00a0 Weddings are bride-centric pageantry.\u00a0 Other than conceding to a list of unreasonable demands, the groom just stands there.\u00a0 No stately, hey-everybody-look-at-me procession.\u00a0 No being given away.\u00a0 No identity-changing pronouncement.\u00a0 And can you imagine a television show dedicated to watching guys try on tuxedos?\u00a0 Their fathers sitting there misty-eyed with joy and disbelief, their brothers lurking in the corner muttering with envy.\u00a0 Left to men, weddings would be, after limits-testing procrastination, spontaneous, almost inadvertent\u2026 during halftime\u2026 on the way to the refrigerator.\u00a0 And then there\u2019s the frequency of failure: statistics tell us half of you will get divorced.\u00a0 A winning percentage like that\u2019ll get you last place in the American League East.\u00a0 The Baltimore Orioles do better than weddings.)<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>But this ceremony\u2026 commencement\u2026 a commencement works every time.\u00a0 From this day forward\u2026 truly\u2026 in sickness and in health, through financial fiascos, through midlife crises and passably attractive sales reps at trade shows in Cincinnati, through diminishing tolerance for annoyingness, through every difference, irreconcilable and otherwise, you will stay forever graduated from high school, you and your diploma as one, \u2018til death do you part.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>No, commencement is life\u2019s great ceremonial beginning, with its own attendant and highly appropriate symbolism.\u00a0 Fitting, for example, for this auspicious rite of passage, is where we find ourselves this afternoon, the venue.\u00a0 Normally, I avoid clich\u00e9s like the plague, wouldn\u2019t touch them with a ten-foot pole, but here we are on a literal level playing field.\u00a0 That matters.\u00a0 That says something.\u00a0 And your ceremonial costume\u2026 shapeless, uniform, one-size-fits-all.\u00a0 Whether male or female, tall or short, scholar or slacker, spray-tanned prom queen or intergalactic X-Box assassin, each of you is dressed, you\u2019ll notice, exactly the same.\u00a0 And your diploma\u2026 but for your name, exactly the same.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>All of this is as it should be, because none of you is special.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>You are not special.\u00a0 You are not exceptional.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Contrary to what your u9 soccer trophy suggests, your glowing seventh grade report card, despite every assurance of a certain corpulent purple dinosaur, that nice Mister Rogers and your batty Aunt Sylvia, no matter how often your maternal caped crusader has swooped in to save you\u2026 you\u2019re nothing special.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Yes, you\u2019ve been pampered, cosseted, doted upon, helmeted, bubble-wrapped.\u00a0 Yes, capable adults with other things to do have held you, kissed you, fed you, wiped your mouth, wiped your bottom, trained you, taught you, tutored you, coached you, listened to you, counseled you, encouraged you, consoled you and encouraged you again.\u00a0 You\u2019ve been nudged, cajoled, wheedled and implored.\u00a0 You\u2019ve been feted and fawned over and called sweetie pie.\u00a0 Yes, you have.\u00a0 And, certainly, we\u2019ve been to your games, your plays, your recitals, your science fairs.\u00a0 Absolutely, smiles ignite when you walk into a room, and hundreds gasp with delight at your every tweet.\u00a0 Why, maybe you\u2019ve even had your picture in the Townsman!\u00a0And now you\u2019ve conquered high school\u2026 and, indisputably, here we all have gathered for you, the pride and joy of this fine community, the first to emerge from that magnificent new building\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>But do not get the idea you\u2019re anything special.\u00a0 Because you\u2019re not.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The empirical evidence is everywhere, numbers even an English teacher can\u2019t ignore.\u00a0 Newton, Natick, Nee\u2026 I am allowed to say Needham, yes? \u2026that has to be two thousand high school graduates right there, give or take, and that\u2019s just the neighborhood Ns.\u00a0 Across the country no fewer than 3.2 million seniors are graduating about now from more than 37,000 high schools.\u00a0 That\u2019s 37,000 valedictorians\u2026 37,000 class presidents\u2026 92,000 harmonizing altos\u2026 340,000 swaggering jocks\u2026 2,185,967 pairs of Uggs.\u00a0 But why limit ourselves to high school?\u00a0 After all, you\u2019re leaving it.\u00a0 So think about this: even if you\u2019re one in a million, on a planet of 6.8 billion that means there are nearly 7,000 people just like you. \u00a0Imagine standing somewhere over there on Washington Street on Marathon Monday and watching sixty-eight hundred yous go running by.\u00a0 And consider for a moment the bigger picture: your planet, I\u2019ll remind you, is not the center of its solar system, your solar system is not the center of its galaxy, your galaxy is not the center of the universe.\u00a0 In fact, astrophysicists assure us the universe has no center; therefore, you cannot be it.\u00a0 Neither can Donald Trump\u2026 which someone should tell him\u2026 although that hair is quite a phenomenon.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u201cBut, Dave,\u201d you cry, \u201cWalt Whitman tells me I\u2019m my own version of perfection!\u00a0 Epictetus tells me I have the spark of Zeus!\u201d\u00a0 And I don\u2019t disagree.\u00a0 So that makes 6.8 billion examples of perfection, 6.8 billion sparks of Zeus.\u00a0 You see, if everyone is special, then no one is.\u00a0 If everyone gets a trophy, trophies become meaningless.\u00a0 In our unspoken but not so subtle Darwinian competition with one another\u2013which springs, I think, from our fear of our own insignificance, a subset of our dread of mortality \u2014 we have of late, we Americans, to our detriment, come to love accolades more than genuine achievement.\u00a0 We have come to see them as the point \u2014 and we\u2019re happy to compromise standards, or ignore reality, if we suspect that\u2019s the quickest way, or only way, to have something to put on the mantelpiece, something to pose with, crow about, something with which to leverage ourselves into a better spot on the social totem pole.\u00a0 No longer is it how you play the game, no longer is it even whether you win or lose, or learn or grow, or enjoy yourself doing it\u2026\u00a0 Now it\u2019s \u201cSo what does this get me?\u201d\u00a0 As a consequence, we cheapen worthy endeavors, and building a Guatemalan medical clinic becomes more about the application to Bowdoin than the well-being of Guatemalans.\u00a0 It\u2019s an epidemic \u2014 and in its way, not even dear old Wellesley High is immune\u2026 one of the best of the 37,000 nationwide, Wellesley High School\u2026 where good is no longer good enough, where a B is the new C, and the midlevel curriculum is called Advanced College Placement.\u00a0 And I hope you caught me when I said \u201cone of the best.\u201d\u00a0 I said \u201cone of the best\u201d so we can feel better about ourselves, so we can bask in a little easy distinction, however vague and unverifiable, and count ourselves among the elite, whoever they might be, and enjoy a perceived leg up on the perceived competition.\u00a0 But the phrase defies logic.\u00a0 By definition there can be only one best.\u00a0 You\u2019re it or you\u2019re not.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0If you\u2019ve learned anything in your years here I hope it\u2019s that education should be for, rather than material advantage, the exhilaration of learning.\u00a0 You\u2019ve learned, too, I hope, as Sophocles assured us, that wisdom is the chief element of happiness.\u00a0 (Second is ice cream\u2026\u00a0 just an fyi)\u00a0 I also hope you\u2019ve learned enough to recognize how little you know\u2026 how little you know now\u2026 at the moment\u2026 for today is just the beginning.\u00a0 It\u2019s where you go from here that matters.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>As you commence, then, and before you scatter to the winds, I urge you to do whatever you do for no reason other than you love it and believe in its importance.\u00a0 Don\u2019t bother with work you don\u2019t believe in any more than you would a spouse you\u2019re not crazy about, lest you too find yourself on the wrong side of a Baltimore Orioles comparison.\u00a0 Resist the easy comforts of complacency, the specious glitter of materialism, the narcotic paralysis of self-satisfaction.\u00a0 Be worthy of your advantages.\u00a0 And read\u2026 read all the time\u2026 read as a matter of principle, as a matter of self-respect.\u00a0 Read as a nourishing staple of life.\u00a0 Develop and protect a moral sensibility and demonstrate the character to apply it.\u00a0 Dream big.\u00a0 Work hard.\u00a0 Think for yourself.\u00a0 Love everything you love, everyone you love, with all your might.\u00a0 And do so, please, with a sense of urgency, for every tick of the clock subtracts from fewer and fewer; and as surely as there are commencements there are cessations, and you\u2019ll be in no condition to enjoy the ceremony attendant to that eventuality no matter how delightful the afternoon.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The fulfilling life, the distinctive life, the relevant life, is an achievement, not something that will fall into your lap because you\u2019re a nice person or mommy ordered it from the caterer.\u00a0 You\u2019ll note the founding fathers took pains to secure your inalienable right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness\u2013quite an active verb, \u201cpursuit\u201d\u2013which leaves, I should think, little time for lying around watching parrots rollerskate on Youtube.\u00a0 The first President Roosevelt, the old rough rider, advocated the strenuous life.\u00a0 Mr. Thoreau wanted to drive life into a corner, to live deep and suck out all the marrow.\u00a0 The poet Mary Oliver tells us to row, row into the swirl and roil.\u00a0 Locally, someone\u2026 I forget who\u2026 from time to time encourages young scholars to carpe the heck out of the diem.\u00a0 The point is the same: get busy, have at it.\u00a0 Don\u2019t wait for inspiration or passion to find you.\u00a0 Get up, get out, explore, find it yourself, and grab hold with both hands.\u00a0 (Now, before you dash off and get your YOLO tattoo, let me point out the illogic of that trendy little expression\u2013because you can and should live not merely once, but every day of your life.\u00a0 Rather than You Only Live Once, it should be You Live Only Once\u2026 but because YLOO doesn\u2019t have the same ring, we shrug and decide it doesn\u2019t matter.)<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>None of this day-seizing, though, this YLOOing, should be interpreted as license for self-indulgence.\u00a0 Like accolades ought to be, the fulfilled life is a consequence, a gratifying byproduct.\u00a0 It\u2019s what happens when you\u2019re thinking about more important things.\u00a0 Climb the mountain not to plant your flag, but to embrace the challenge, enjoy the air and behold the view.\u00a0 Climb it so you can see the world, not so the world can see you.\u00a0 Go to Paris to be in Paris, not to cross it off your list and congratulate yourself for being worldly.\u00a0 Exercise free will and creative, independent thought not for the satisfactions they will bring you, but for the good they will do others, the rest of the 6.8 billion\u2013and those who will follow them.\u00a0 And then you too will discover the great and curious truth of the human experience is that selflessness is the best thing you can do for yourself.\u00a0 The sweetest joys of life, then, come only with the recognition that you\u2019re not special.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><\/em><em>Because everyone is.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Congratulations.\u00a0 Good luck.\u00a0 Make for yourselves, please, for your sake and for ours, extraordinary lives.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Everybody gets a trophy these days, because everybody is special. 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