On Sunday night, Chad was honored to be the Baccalaureate speaker for the very first graduating class of Clovis North High School. He was listed on the program as a "teacher of distinction" and absolutely proved that to be true with his AWESOME message and delivery! So many people came up to him after the service to say what a fantastic job he did and how great the content was. I felt like I was married to a local celebrity! On the way home I told him, "I predict that you get asked to speak again -- the word is out about you!" Sure enough, on Monday morning he received an email from someone who had been in the audience -- a local pastor -- asking Chad to give the speech at this pastor's church next Sunday (both services)! He graciously accepted and will be speaking to the high school graduates in the congregation.
Needless to say, we could not be more proud of him! Here are some pics of him on stage at Northside Church in Clovis. And, although it makes this post super long, I've included the transcript of his speech below.




The Speech...
This really is a forensics coach’s dream come true. But the irony is that forensic coaches rarely get to speak in public. In fact, after giving it a little thought, it dawned on me that I haven’t given a formal speech since May of 1994. That was my senior year in high school, 17 years ago. Preparing and practicing this speech has been a real exercise in humility. I’ve spent the last 12 years coaching forensics and teaching students the fundamentals of public speaking. And now the shoe is on the other foot. So to the members of the Clovis North Forensics team in the audience, here’s your chance to critique Mr. Hayden. Tomorrow morning you can let me know of every word I didn’t correctly enunciate or paragraphs that I spoke too quickly on. But… be gentle … I’m sensitive. I’m sorry I was mean to you! You’re the best! I love you.
I really do want to thank you for the privilege of being part of the first Baccalaureate service in the history of Clovis North High School. For the last three years I’ve had the pleasure to teach this class in sophomore and junior English, AP Literature and Forensics. In three years I’ve seen you crawl out of the primordial ooze of ignorance and on to the firm standing of intellectual brilliance. Thank you for giving me the chance to publically send off an exceptional class. Although comparing you to Tom Brokaw’s Greatest Generation might be a little heavy handed, I have no doubts that this class will make a significant mark not only on America, but the global community.
2010-11 has been a year of firsts for Clovis North. The first year to drive off campus, , the first year to beat Buchanan in varsity football, the first year to win a rally. In fact, Clovis North had a break out year both athletically and academically. Valley Champions in boys basketball, cross country, water polo, swimming, girls and boys tennis, girls and boys golf, Mock Trial and Forensics. State Champions in Marching Band. A National Champion in Wrestling. And our API or Academic Performance Index is the highest of any public high school in the Valley. For the last four years you have worked hard to be first. Not surprisingly, your excellence has been recognized by prestigious academic institutions all over the country. Universities from UCLA, Berkeley, Pepperdine, Harvey Mudd, Santa Clara, George Mason and Duke have awarded this class more than $1.5 million dollars in scholarships. You should be proud of your hard work! And yet, four days before we send you out into the cold, harsh world, I have to admit, I’m a little worried. I’m not worried because you’re unprepared. You’ve all been given the necessary tools to succeed, to adapt and to chase after your wildest dreams. And I’m not worried when Daniel Lee takes over the world. He’s assured me that I get a key position in his empire. Don’t forget our deal Bucko! I can still change your grade! No… I’m not worried because of your preparedness to succeed and to be first in whatever you do. I’m worried that many of you don’t know how to be last.
Last? Well sure! Can’t you hear coach Simons psyching up his football team at the beginning of the year with such inspirational words:
Simons: Alright men, we’re going to win the Valley Championship this year. And you know how we’re going to do it?
Player: Uh… hard work and determination, Coach?
Simons: Of course not you nincompoop! We’re going to be LAST in Run Defense, LAST in Special Teams, LAST in Turnovers and LAST in Passing Yards.
In a school district that has prided itself on its intense competition I understand this idea seems contrary to everything you’ve been taught for the last 13 years. But I tell you, there are a lot of lessons you’ve learned in public education that are the exact opposite of the real world. I know…I know… It’s like a crazy scene from The Matrix:
Morpheus: The world you’ve been living in is a dream world Neo. Everything you’ve been told is a lie. But what I’m offering you is the truth. The first shall be last, the last shall be first. And Justin Beiber really isn’t an amazing singer.
So what does it mean to be last?
Jesus of Nazareth provides some interesting insight on this concept. In the ninth chapter of the book of Mark, we find Jesus’ twelve disciples entering the small fishing village of Capernaum. Upon entering a house Jesus began to question his disciples. “What were you discussing on the way?” he asks. But they kept silent, for on the way they had discussed with one another which of them was the greatest.” If the disciples are anything like my 7th period class, I can imagine that the conversation going something like this:
Jesus: Hey. Hey! Would you pipe down! What’s all the fuss about?
Disciples: Uhh… Nothing.
Jesus: No… really! I’m always up for a good story. Thomas? What were you discussing?
Thomas: Well Matthew said he was the greatest, but Phillip said that as a tax collector he was about as low as a dirty goat hoof. And then Peter piped up saying how he was the greatest, and Bartholomew told him that his fish nets were so weak, they couldn’t even catch a cold. So uhh… you know Peter gave Bartholomew a wedgie and called it good.
The rest of the verse tells us that Jesus sat down, called the twelve disciples to gather around and said to them, “If anyone wants to be first, he shall be last of all and servant of all.”
Class of 2011, you’ve worked hard to be first. And because of that hard work you been recognized, celebrated and honored as first. But as you prepare to exit the hallowed and extremely wide halls of Clovis North, its time to walk to the back of the line. So what does it mean to be last? Jesus said that to be first meant that you must forsake your self-righteous claims to be served and to serve those around you. I know that you’re on the precipice of preparing for that perfect little life.
Harvard boy: Oh I’ve got it all planned out. I’m going to UCLA for my undergraduate work, then an MBA at the Wharton Business school, an internship at Goldman Sachs, Portfolio manager of a moderate hedge fund, a house in the Hamptons and Polo every Sunday. Oh life will be grand!
Oh life will indeed be grand! And you’ll be so happy. Or will you? Because about the time, you’re going to remember Mrs. Emma Sanchez, the cluster secretary for Mrs. Enns and Mr. Rodriguez and how she always took the time to answer your questions, or pop a bag of popcorn for you, or to give you her leftovers when you forgot your lunch. You’ll remember how Mr. Anderson gave up his lunch to watch over manditutorials and how you couldn’t remember any other principal really giving a rip because you had an ‘F’ on your report card. And then you’ll remember how happy they were. How they always had a smile on their face.
Harvard Boy: Have they stumbled on some cosmic secret that I missed? I mean, I have a quarter of a million dollars in school loans. What did I miss?
Mrs. Sanchez and Mr. Anderson will tell you that happiness comes from serving others.
Empirical evidence proves this to be true. What is the happiest country in the world? I’m going to going to ruin the surprise and tell you that it ISN’T the United States. In fact, according to Reuters, America was ranked 20th behind such countries as Panama and Columbia. The happiest country on earth is… Denmark. Denmark? Cold, dreary, unremarkable Denmark? A country synonymous with a perpetual state of rottenness and Gertrude’s whiny son Hamlet. What makes Danes so happy? A 2002 study published in the Journal of Cross-Cultural Psychology, points out that the difference is an emphasis on family. When asked, “What makes you happy?” Danes consistently emphasized time with friends and family. But for Americans, they emphasized achieving ones goals.
Notice the root of these objectives: Although we may automatically imagine hanging out in the back yard relaxing and laughing, friends and family suggests selfLESSness; shopping for birthday presents, doing dishes after Thanksgiving, changing dirty diapers, helping jump your buddy’s car at 2:00am in the morning, or taking care of grandpa after his recent hip surgery.
But achieving one’s goals connotes selfishness,: it conjures up images of ambition, rugged individualism, stepping on a colleague just to get ahead and Gordon Gecko from Wallstreet. Jesus didn’t tell us to be servants because he was trying to create some socialist utopia. He told us to be servants because it’s how we were meant to function. We are happiest when we are serving others. And perhaps most importantly, we are meant to serve because that is what the kingdom of heaven looks like.
Ladies and Gentleman, look around. If you look closely, you’ll notice several students in the audience who shaved their heads to help raise money for children with cancer. I want those students who participated to stand up. These students are a just a small fraction of 140 students at both Granite Ridge and Clovis North who selflessly sacrificed an integral part of their very personality. In the process, these saints helped raise $17,000 so that children suffering with cancer might have hope to actually walk across the stage during their graduation. I surveyed those students who participated immediately after their heads were shaved and asked them to complete two questions.
They were to first identify three words that best described their emotional state after sacrificing their hair for charity. Some of the more insightful participants wrote down, elation, inspirational, invigorating, breathtaking, rewarding and Sexy. Just look at Timmy Souza’s head. There’s a sexy bald head! And then there were those students who decided to add to the American Lexicon with such words as Breezeful. I’m hoping that was a 7th grader.
Next, students had to circle one of the following five words that best described their emotional state. HORRIFIED, DISAPPOINTED INDIFFERENT, CONTENT, OR OVERJOYED. Of those students surveyed, 77% replied that they were OVERJOYED to shave their head for charity. 18% said they were CONTENT, 1 student said they were INDIFFERENT and one student said they were HORRIFIED. Probably another 7th grader. Ladies and Gentlemen, these are more than statistics. These are real students and staff members who remind us that serving others isn’t a chore. It’s not some box that you need to check to prove to Harvard that you really care about your fellow human being. Serving others is a way of life and the way to life.
And as Shakespeare reminds us in The Merchant of Venice, service much like mercy, is twice blest:
"It blesseth him that gives and him that takes:
‘Tis mightiest in the mightiest:
it becomes the throned monarch better than his crown…
It is an attribute to God.”
Now I’m not telling you to give up on your dream to control a $2.5 billion hedge fund portfolio. But if that dream doesn’t leave room to serve others, you’re fate will be a lonely statistic opposite the page of some lame Scandinavian country boasting a higher rate of happiness than America.
Class of 2011, let us heed the advice of an ancient Jewish Carpenter who knew a little something about sacrifice. Seek not a life of privilege or entitlement, but a life of being last. God bless each and every one of you. May His life, His love and His sacrifice lead you to the desires of your heart.
Thank you!