Never Give Up: Homeless teen with “nothing to lose” graduates top of his class

High school, whether loved or hated, undeniably offers valuable education. It teaches the significance of dedication and hard work, fostering success both socially and academically. “Having the drive and educational background to succeed is not a bad thing,” as high school imparts the value of achievement. The coveted title of valedictorian stands out as a notable high school accomplishment.

To become valedictorian, one must maintain a remarkable 3.9-4.0 GPA, requiring consistent effort. Taking a “year off” is a luxury valedictorian aspirants can’t afford. Griffin Furlong challenges the stereotype that only those from stable households can achieve this prestigious title. His story breaks the mold, emphasizing that regardless of background, dedication and hard work can lead to success in high school education.

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