Point of view assignment: Dead Poet Society

Headmaster: All the preparations were done, everything in order and ready to go. The doors opened in front of me, and I led the flag bearers and bagpipe blowers into the large hall. Everyone turned around to look at us, and we strode in, taking every step with the pride of the school. I began my speech once everyone was settled down, and in their designated positions. The light of knowledge was passed down to the newcomers, while I carried on with my speech. Nearly everyone stood up in unison, just as I asked the question "What are the four pillars?". "tradition, honour, discipline, and excellence" all in the hall spoke as though they were one person, everyone knowing the answer at the back of their hands. I proceeded on to introduce the school, then ending the ceremony.


A new student: I sat in my seat, waiting for the ceremony to begin with much nervousness. I swung my head backwards, as the sound of the bagpipes flew through the hall. There were a few flag bearers, a bagpipe blower, and an old geezer who held a candle in hand. At first I did not know what the candle was for, but after all had settled down, I found out. The candle held the "light of knowledge", which was then passed down to the rest of us. The headmaster then asked us what were the four pillars. The answer was very obvious to me, and I stodd up with the rest to answer him. The rest of the speech was quite boring, and the ceremony ended soon after.