https://www.lds.org/ensign/2016/02/young-adults/why-institute-graduation-matters?lang=eng
I moved from the Midwest to Bountiful my Senior Year, Seminary was one year off. I attended with Juniors, all girls Ackward. I went to the graduation ceremony, more Ackward. Senior class by class, row by row, sheet by sheet, done the Stake Seminary leaders sat down. The Stake President said he had one more student to describe, ending in Yes Kevin You. A too long walk down, nurveous laughter as I obviously facked a reluctant stroll like a toddler going to the Principal’s office. He turned the podium over to me, I asked him How long, 15, anticipatory laughter as I mischievously paused. Then I cheerlead, Lets make this load enough to hear in heaven, We graduate in the name of Jesus Christ, (getting louder) Amen Amen Amen (fists pumping together). Then we went to the Garden imagining we were the comforting Angel, then as soldiers in the legends in heaven watching in readiness to be called and not interrupting, then as angels rolling back the stone in anticipation and the releaf of joy, then we listened to the sound of crying among us; interrupted by the Stakeholder President suddenly putting his hand on my shoulder, saying that was enough loud Amens (I could feel him trembling), he said that he had been out in the hallway because some neighbors and people driving by had come, due to the feeling, not the sound; more laughter, Together comfortable. A song, a prayer, a clear one-voice reverent Amen.