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So I did the speech this morning, which went really well. Almost completely got rid of the bad element, although two people who talked to me after the service mentioned that it sounded like I was saying farewell to UUism, which I'm not, but apparently seemed to sound like in the speech.
The other two speakers did really well, too. There was Florence, who spoke about how she would like to become a more compassionate listener, which I think is a nocle goal. And there was Paul, a guy about our age who spoke about personal growth. His was more, relaxed than mine was, and he got the congregation to break into laughter more than once. Both speeches were very honest and sincere, and I enjoyed them both very much.
It was strange, though; after the service we followed Barbara, who was carrying the chalice, out into the courtyard. I was going to follow her into Parish Hall, but decided to wait for my mom on the opposite side of the yard as the erst of the congregation leaked out. Paul was waiting with me because I wanted to talk with him. To our surprise, a sort of receiving line formed, and we found ourselves shaking lots of people's hands and receiving compliments. Totally unexpected - inside I was saying to myself, "I was just waiting for my mom!" But it was nice. The brunch afterward was nice, too, though I didn't eat much since I was going out to lunch in a bit.
The other two speakers did really well, too. There was Florence, who spoke about how she would like to become a more compassionate listener, which I think is a nocle goal. And there was Paul, a guy about our age who spoke about personal growth. His was more, relaxed than mine was, and he got the congregation to break into laughter more than once. Both speeches were very honest and sincere, and I enjoyed them both very much.
It was strange, though; after the service we followed Barbara, who was carrying the chalice, out into the courtyard. I was going to follow her into Parish Hall, but decided to wait for my mom on the opposite side of the yard as the erst of the congregation leaked out. Paul was waiting with me because I wanted to talk with him. To our surprise, a sort of receiving line formed, and we found ourselves shaking lots of people's hands and receiving compliments. Totally unexpected - inside I was saying to myself, "I was just waiting for my mom!" But it was nice. The brunch afterward was nice, too, though I didn't eat much since I was going out to lunch in a bit.