the class of SMP bonavita tangerang has reached the end if its high school career.we the juniors have surveyed the passing days wih pleasant memories. we cherish the experience gained in junior high school. happenings in the class room, both serious and humorous are recalled as we look back upon the days spent in this school. leaving memories as a junior high school is like a sundown of my younger years. sundown marks a close of the day. it marks the close of my junior high school life. as the sundown brings to floks the thought of the days beyond high school. therefore, as i stand before you today representing the junior high school class, i would like to ask you to look forward with us beyond these high school days. it this fitting that we give credit for he training that we have had at expense of people of this school to fit us for the activities in the days and the years ahead. no youth can face the future without the preliminary educational foundation of grade and high school work. we live in a world demanding workers with technical knowledge of work to be done, a general knowledge of the world in which one lives, and with an understanding of the people who live in this world of ours. to our teachers,parents,friends, and loved ones, thankyou for being there with us every step of the way. each new age has had its pioneers. in the age of exploration and navigation when the western hemisphere was being opened to settlement, there were many pioneers. the yyoung people who will pass from its junior high school this year are pioneers of the new age which historians may well call their age, or the age in ehich world unity became the ideal for interntaional living. we are thankful that have had the oppotunity of being students of SMP bonavita tangerang, of having assocations with other young people of this community, of sitting in the classroom to eceive indtruction from our teachers and exchange of ideas of learning. from our years in high school we have acquired a fund of knowledge which will enable us to face tomorrow, alert to our privileges, our responsibilities, and our obligation.
oke, i must memories all this text that was HARD for me, oh god please.
love,
nadirasamanta
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