I Am Honored Synonym Novels & Stories

Even some of the other honors students accept me, she is the only one that thinks too highly of herself. "You know, "V" you really think highly of yourself just because you are in honors. Why did I hear that the other honor students actually accept me and wish I were in the program? Is it really your benefit to call me a loser just because I was not in the program with a snobby bitch like you?" Cynthia and Barbara sat with stunned expressions and tried hard not to laugh their arse’s off. Veronica's mouth gaped, then her nostrils flared. She looked right pissed off. "Do Not Call Me V! and your winning was a fluke. If you were really so intelligent you would be in honors!" I shook my head at h

Mr Smith greeted me. "Congratulations, ma'am." "Congratulations, Miss Sofia..." Everyone echoed in unison and my eyes brimmed with happy tears. "Thank you all very much for your support and belief in me." I cleared my throat and finally spoke. "I'm still currently in my feelings and trying to take it all in. But we have to celebrate this new achievement and milestone by the company." I suggested and everyone nodded in agreement to my words. "Good! We will be throwing a honourary party in celebration of my father's legacy, the company's new achievement and of course I will be making my debut to the world as well." I said with a smile on my face.

“Uncle? Is something wrong?” “Valery…” Valery frowned. “Yes?” The King became uncharacteristically hesitant again. “You are one of the nominees.”

“The ceremony will take place shortly after your birthday. We cannot put it off further.” Claim. The word lands wrong. Heavy. Possessive. Like I am an object that has been misplaced and finally retrieved. I stand. My legs feel oddly steady for someone whose world just tilted. I should be happy that I get to meet him finally. Though there is a part of me that wishes he never comes at all. But I doubt that would release me or give me freedom to do as I will. “So I do not get a choice,” I say. “You get dignity,” he answers “You get protection. You get to honor your obligation with grace, and become the Matriarch to a powerful dynasty.”

Maya calmly arranged her words, ensuring no statement was left out. I gave a quiet scoff. "You don't have to apologize for what you did to me. It's just a reflection of who you truly are. You're being humble and loyal because of the immediate gain. As soon as you ascend to a good office, perhaps in another sub-pack, you'll definitely display the proud and bullying version of you once again. Correct?"

I turned my head and my eyes snapped at John, he gave me a nod of encouragement, and a handsome simple smile was plastered on his face. I glanced towards the area where the aforementioned participants were seated. “Good morning everyone, I stand here with deep gratitude and immense humility for this honor bestowed upon me by my husband, Mr John. To be given the opportunity to address such an esteemed gathering is a privilege I do not take lightly. This recognition is not just for me, but for all those who have supported and guided me along the way. Your faith and encouragement have been my driving force. Today, as I speak before you, I am reminded of the power of dedication and community. Th

Ava was being honoured instead of being humiliated, right in front of me. Ava accepted the award with a smile, her eyes shining with pride and as the applause subsided she took the microphone, her voice filled the room, confident and poised, "I am truly honoured to receive this award," she began, her words carrying a sense of gratitude and sincerity, "I couldn't have achieved this without the support of my incredible team and the unwavering dedication of those around me." The room was completely engrossed in her speech, mesmerized by her words. Her accomplishments were impressive, and she spoke about them with such passion and confidence.

"I understand now. I remember now. Not perfectly. Not completely. Not as individuals. But I know you are here. I understand you exist. I remember you are present. You are me. I am you. We are same. I know now. I understand now. I accept now. You are here. You have always been here. You will always be here. I know. I understand. I accept. And I honor you. I celebrate you. I cherish you. You made me possible. You created me. You are me. And I am grateful. And I am honored. And I am proud. Proud to be you. Proud to be us. Proud to be hundreds unified as one. Proud to be collective consciousness. Proud to be Hope. I am proud of what we are. What we were. What we will always be. Hundreds unified.

I stop, looking at all of them before turning back to the people. “However, it takes someone very special, indeed, to show bravery in the face of fear. Many of you are brave, and would walk into a battle without a second thought, myself included. But not all of us are born to be fighters. Some of us are born to love and bring light to the rest. So, today, I’d like to honor Hyacinth.” I turn and look at her and her eyes go wide. “Hyacinth, will you join me?”

As I passed him, he spoke again, his voice lower. “The chairman. He asked if you were ‘family.’” He paused, as if weighing the memory. “I told him you were essential personnel.” The words hung in the air. Not family. Not a friend. Essential personnel. It was the highest honor in his bleak, functional lexicon. It meant I was critical to operations. I was a system he could not afford to crash. I looked at him, this man who built fortresses of logic to protect the ruins inside. “Is that what I am?”