Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Katy Perry - Firework "Acoustic version"(Live on Ellen DeGeneres)

In light of all the graduations this month and the upcoming Fourth of July holiday, I think Katy Perry's lyrics to her song "Firework" would make the greatest valedictorian speech. Be true to yourself and be brave - what an awesome message.

I think I want to be a firework when I grow up- not a sparkler, but more of a crazy skyrocket that shoots into the air on its own propulsion. If I can’t be a rocket, then Roman candles are pretty; I'd like to be one of those. I definitely do not want to be a mortar- that's too drastic - or a martyr for that matter because that’s too scary. At any rate, if I never make it to firework status, I hope I at least achieve the title of "Smoke Bomb" by the time my life ends. I’d better hurry since I’m more than a quarter of the way through the journey.

Anyway, I love this song and if I were a valedictorian right now I’d scrap the speech and just get up in front of my class and belt it out Karaoke style. (I was not even close to being the valedictorian of my graduating class, to my principal’s relief, I’m sure.)

What’s so awesome about the song’s theme is that it doesn’t only apply to teens, who are so often beginning to assert their individuality. In many respects I consider myself to be a late bloomer when it comes to feeling independent, and to me the song supports all the mental fortune cookie messages that have been popping into my thoughts over the years. Such as:

Find a way to do what brings you joy even if it doesn’t lead to earning a lot of money or prestige. Regardless of whether or not it is safest or most practical path, you will regret not exploring it.

Be brave. Say what you feel you should say without letting pride or fear get in the way, but remember to always speak your mind in a way that is gentle toward others.

When you mess up, own it. Strive to be humble and look for something to learn in mistakes, even if it is painful to do so.

Change is often a good thing, though we don’t always welcome it, it is the only path towards growth.

Have faith. Understand that the decisions we face are often not in black and white. We don't always see how our actions influence others. Some of the greatest souls who ever lived did not know the full effect of their own lives.

And lastly,

Your patience can test even the sands of time. (I found that fortune cookie message taped to the top of my computer monitor at work. I realized why after experiencing my first deadline day.)

“Boom boom boom, Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon, It’s always been inside of you, you, you. And now it’s time to let it through…”

Cause Baby you’re a firework. Come on let your colors burst. Make ‘em go ah, ah, ah, You’re gonna leave ‘em all in awe, awe, awe.”

Happy Independence Day, readers.

This post was published as a point of view in the July 2, 2001 issue of Islip Bulletin, Suffolk County News and Long Island Advance.


Putz said...

in my mind you already are a roman candle,and i still want to walk to the sea for salt like my hero did<><>we are presently having our mormon miracle pageant and i am busy flirting with all the young girls every night<><>,.i put an invisable stamp on their hands to get them in and they look and when they see nothing on their hand they come back and i have no where to hide<><><.i am 68 and i am so so bad

Loren Christie said...

lol Mr. Putz. I could see you doing that.

Elizabeth Kathryn Gerold-Miller said...

You do remind me of a roman candle.

Loren Christie said...

aw, thanks!

Milk Man said...

I think you are a helicopter. Don't know if you remember that firework.

Loren Christie said...

Hello Milkman a.k.a. husband- Yes I do and thanks. I can't believe I've known you for 16 years and I don't think I've ever told you that when I was a kid I used to take a sand bucket and collect used fireworks from the street after the holiday. Helicopters were always among the best finds because they were very interesting looking even after hitting the ground in a firey heap. So, I appreciate the compliment.

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