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President of India Speech: Inspiring words from a remarkable Indian!

This article 'President's Speech' is the speech of the Indian President His Highness, Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam. Though the details of the exact date of this speech our president are yet unknown to the writer of this article, this is a very nice and thought provoking speech by our President Dr. Kalam.

The extract of the speech by the President of India Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam's follows:

The president begins, "Why is the media here so negative?"

"Why are we in India so embarrassed to recognize our own strengths, our achievements? We are such a great nation. We have so many amazing success stories but we refuse to acknowledge them. Why?"

What does an ex-students organisation do?

We know what a bank does, or a car manufacturer or a telecom operator. But what deos an ex-students association do?


In the steps leading to the creation of the SSESA portal, we did a simple search on what a few ex-student associations did in India and abroad. There seemed to be a similar pattern of 'remembering the past', 'rebuilding old friendships', 'growing the network' or "giving back" in some way or form. I could not recall any ex-student association that did not have ties to the school and almost all had some form of annual celebration -- a ball, dinner or an entertainment programme - to celebrate and grow the network. The ties to the school varied in extent and depth; some maintained links, sold memorabilia, raised funds for activities. But on digging deeper, we found that there were very few that actually acted as an extension of the school.

Names

More names keep popping in my head. There was Thomas Marshal, who I know became a really good commercial artist. Then there was Reggie, who I thought looked always very sleepy. There were the brothers Sabu and Franklin. Both were hansome, one was short and stocky and the other was thin and taller. Now come to think of it, Franklin resembled the singer Prince. There was John Carvallo who was very studious and a damn good hockey player. Frank (Butler) was another good hockey player.

Among Fathers and Brothers, there was Fr. Donelly, Fr. Soler, Fr. Barjao, Fr. Cassale, Fr. Fabregad, Fr. Lobo, Fr.

Those days

I am trying to remember people, places, things and events that are almost half a century ago. So if I falter, bear with me, correct me, remind me. People, well there is Brian Edwards, Kevin Wade, Manek Despande, Joseph D'souza,
Bedford, Derek Andrade, Bernard Rodricks, Frank, and a whole lot of a hundred and fifty others who for the life of me, I can't recall. Brian had been my buddy from day one until we parted when leaving school. Kevin was wild when he joined, and I mean really wild. Then he sobered down and I got to know him better. I remember he was creative. He had a buddy who was kind of tiny, and who in turn had a pet squirrel, which died, and for which we enacted a burial near the banyan tree near Bhayawadi.

Music & Movies

Ever hear of the Binaca Hit Parade. No! Neither did I, until a kind adopted Uncle living on Bazaar Road just behind the Boarders Dormitories decided that the least he could do was to play that hit parade real loud for us boarders. And so, we learnt about Frank Sinatra, Pat Boone, Jim Reeves, Cliff Richard, Connie Francis, and of course Elvis. From Sinatra we learnt to do it our way; from Pat Boone we learnt about Wishful Thinking; from Jim we learnt about our Precious Lord; from Cliff we learnt that the Young ones are never afraid; from Elvis we learnt that we should keep loved ones always on our mind. Thats where we got our education in music.

How I came to be a Stanislite

Come to think about it, I was destined to school in St. Stanislaus High School. My bond with the school goes back way before I was even born. My maternal Uncle, Henry Scott was a boarder there and was well liked by Fr. Ribot. And my parents were married there in 1942. So when I became unmanageable in 1950, my mother contacted my Uncle and there I was, a boarder. One thing I could and did boast about was the list of sudents names just outside the principal's office. My Uncle's name was clearly mentioned. Well, Henry Scott was an artist, trained at the J.J. School of Art, went on to become a textile designer, and died a bachelor.

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