Chat GPT wrote my graduation speech
Hello hello! I was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to speak at my high school graduation. I asked ChatGPT to write it for me as a little experiment. Here is the speech as I delivered it:
Faculty & staff, families, friends, and my fellow members of the Class of 2023,Ā
Today marks the end of one journey and the beginning of another.Ā It is an honor to stand before you as the valedictorian of this remarkable class. We have grown so much since our first day at The Ursuline School, and I am proud of all that we have accomplished together.
As we move on to the next chapter of our lives, let us remember the values and lessons that we have learned during our time here. May we always strive for excellence, kindness, and compassion towards others.
Thank you to the Ursuline School community for providing us with an exceptional education and countless memories that will last a lifetime. Congratulations, Class of 2023 - I am excited to see what the future holds for us. Thank you.
Iām only kidding. I have a little more to say.
I have a confession. I asked ChatGPT to write my graduation speech for me. Those words were not mine. If you havenāt heard, ChatGPT is one of the most advanced artificial intelligence programs available online to the public. You can converse with the bot, ask it for pet llama name suggestions, or ask it to write a speech for you. I think ChatGPT did a pretty good job. Letās give it a hand.
But as I read the speech over, it was clear that something was missingā something heartfelt, something personal, something no speech by Jenna Cain could possibly omit: puns. ChatGPT doesnāt know about my passion for wordplay. It doesnāt know that I integrate puns into my presentations at school and, to my friendsā utter delight, my day-to-day conversations. Come to think of it, the speech is not true to who I am at all. It isnāt in my own voice, and it doesnāt mention any moment that built our time together here at Ursuline. While I gave the bot a short word count to work with, even the longest versions of the speech failed to touch on what I hoped to convey to you today: the importance of our own, unique stories.
We, the Class of 2023, have experienced some truly extraordinary moments together, experiences that no AI could capture. Like that nervous thrill of walking through the doors of the loading dock on our first day of freshman year. Like that proud, euphoric feeling of the cool metal of our class ring sliding onto our finger for the first time. And the many, many moments in between.
More importantly, because ChatGPT isnāt human, it doesnāt understand the relationships weāve made along the way. About the close friends who have become next-to-sisters for some of us, about the many laughs weāve shared with classmates, about a peer we might never have spoken to, but whose bright pink Disney backpack always makes us smile in the hallway.Ā In these same hallways, we were warmed by the smiling faces of our teachers, who greeted us with everything from fist bumps to jokes from our time in class. ChatGPT cannot possibly fathom the bonds we have with our teachers, and all the work they did to help us through, dare I say, āunprecedentedā times. Just think of all the lessons theyāve taught us in flexibility, innovation, and the courage required in times of crisis. I can only imagine how much work it must have been for our teachers to convert their entire curriculum to virtual and hybrid formats. But because of their dedication, we are now better equipped to tackle any obstacle in our way so that we not just survive, but thrive in the face of adversity. We are graduating into a world of global challenges, like climate change, water scarcity, and period poverty, just to name a few. But we, class of 2023, are the generation driven to change. May the persistence and adaptability our teachers so deftly displayed inspire us to create the changes we need in the world.
Finally, ChatGPT doesnāt know how grateful we are for our families who have loved us and encouraged us to take part in this wonderful community. I know I owe so many of my successes at Ursuline to the unwavering support of my mother, who helped me see a glass that isnāt just half full, but brimming to the top with love and blessings, and my father, whose unicycling, skateboarding, snowboarding, and surfing lessons taught me to pursue life head-on, even if it seems scary at times. But thatās my story.
We each have had our own, unique experience over the past few years that has shaped us into the outstanding leaders we are becoming. No AI chatbot can capture that individuality. Nor can any high school transcript or Instagram bio. Not even the words of an amazingly cool and funny valedictorian can do your storyāyour voiceājustice. This summer, as you stand in the space between this adventure and the next, think about what your time here has meant to you. Reflect upon your own special journey of becoming. Your memories, your emotions, your mistakes, your relationships, your lessons-learned. All of it. Grab hold of it and own it. Wear it on your sleeve. It is your story to write. It is your story to tell.
Now, I said before that a Jenna Cain speech without puns would be an utter tragedy. I shall end your suspense. Class of 2023 letās shout with 2020-glee!
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