Smiling star graduate in mortarboard holding a bow-tied diploma with confetti and bold congrats text.

Congrats Grad Star Student

A beaming five-point star wears a tasseled graduation cap and holds a rolled diploma while confetti swirls around the words “Congrats Grad! Star Student.”

Free to print for personal and classroom use. This coloring page is part of the Star collection, made for ages 8–12 and drawn in a Standard style. A good pick for graduation.

🎨 How to color it

Color the smiling star bright golden yellow, the mortarboard deep navy, the tassel cherry red, and the rolled diploma creamy ivory with a teal bow. Use sharp colored pencils for the little confetti curls, tiny stars, and the folds in the cap and scroll, then switch to a marker for the star’s broad points. Try making the big outlined words alternate school colors, as if the cheering letters are part of the graduation ceremony.

🔢 How this color by number works

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Find each number in the key and fill its zone: 77 zones and 11 colors, sized for adults. Tiny unnumbered slivers borrow the color of their neighbors, and the little model above shows the finished page whenever you want to check your work. More grids like this live in our color by number gallery.

Prefer classic line art? Open this drawing as a regular coloring page.

The story behind this coloring page

Pip and the Brave Bow — Under the cloud amphitheater’s silver roof, Pip kept rubbing the wrinkled blue ribbon in his pocket until it felt warm as toast. Read the full story →

Under the cloud amphitheater’s silver roof, Pip kept rubbing the wrinkled blue ribbon in his pocket until it felt warm as toast. He wanted his graduation scroll, not because of the gold seal, but because the ribbon had come from the kite his little sister flew every night to find him. The scroll keeper cleared her throat. “One sentence, Pip. Tell the sky what you carried through school.” Around him, comets hissed softly and paper confetti smelled like rain.

Pip’s points prickled. Everyone else had said grand things about maps, sums, and moon-measuring. Pip stepped forward anyway, knees wobbling in the hush. He tied his blue ribbon around the scroll and whispered, then said it louder: “I carried my sister’s way home.” The amphitheater lights blinked once, as if they had been waiting for that exact truth.

So the scroll keeper made a new rule on the spot: every star student’s diploma would be tied with a bow from something that mattered more than it looked. Ever since, if you spot a graduate star holding a bow-tied scroll, you know a brave little sentence is tucked inside it—warm as toast.