Honorary Principal Is Still a Principal
Alvin's speech was like a volcano erupting...
A huge crowd of graduates answered Alvin's roar at the top of their lungs. Tears in their eyes, they waved their arms and let out frenzied shouts, like tigers being driven away from their mothers...
From that moment on, they truly began their "independence"!
Old Cage, sitting below the stage, sniffed hard at his red nose, trying to keep the tears from spilling out of his eyes...
Looking at Professor Wilson, seated beside him, primly lowering his head to wipe a pair of reading glasses, Old Cage said, "It's a shame Alvin never ran for president..."
As he spoke, Old Cage glanced at President Ellis, who was applauding nonstop a short distance away. He thought for a moment, then shook his head with a laugh. "Actually, I take that back. It would be a shame if he became president!"
Professor Wilson, the wandering old professor, looked up at Alvin onstage and nodded with a smile. "Sometimes, 'sincerity' moves people more than anything else!
"We all decided to spend our twilight years here because we were moved by 'sincerity'!
"We should be glad that Alvin's values are rooted here. That way, we can all shine together..."
Old Cage was moved for a few seconds before recovering his cowboy-professor bearing. Looking at Professor Wilson, who was speaking earnestly beside him, he said mockingly, "My ashes will be buried here. Yours obviously won't..."
As he spoke, Old Cage glanced at Mrs. Wilson nearby and said with a touch of glee, "Watch yourself, you old rascal. I saw your wife slip a Rolling Pin into her bag earlier..."
Professor Wilson ignored the teasing of his old friend. He gazed at his wife with loving, melancholic eyes, and his handsome old face