Personal Recount: Graduation Day
Our primary school hall had a huge banner that said “P6 Graduation-cum-Prize-giving day”. Yes, we were graduating, from Kong Hwa School, the second home where we spent our 6 schooling years.
When the clock struck 8 in the morning on 18th of November 2009, the band started playing and we strutted into the hall. Rushing to my seat, I heaved a sigh of relief. I was always worried that I would trip and fall, embarrassing myself. My friend, Sarah, and I were Brownies, so we had to leave the hall early to prepare the plates and cutlery for the meal that the parents could have at the canteen when the ceremony ended. Unfortunately, we missed several exciting performances and most of all, the grand finale, the singing of the school song, the graduation song and Auld Lang Syne. It would have been an unforgettable moment that marked an end to our primary school life, and most probably the last time we get to sing the school song, but Sarah and I had no choice but to skip it.
After what seemed like hours, we saw the first parent that arrived. “The ceremony must have ended.” I thought. After serving them, we finally caught sight of our friends who had reached the canteen too. Yuh Ling, a very good friend of both Sarah and I, had to be “escorted” by two other friends. Her eyes and nose were red and she was sniffing. The moment she came down, Sarah turned away immediately. “Once I see you crying, I’ll cry too!” I could only put my arms around them and hug them tightly, not knowing how to comfort them. Not long after, pupils with tears flowing down their cheeks and hugging each other tightly was a common sight. “I love all of you.” In an attempt to comfort them, I guessed I worsened the situation. The need for tissue paper was increasing rapidly.
We had never expected graduating to be so hard. Even to this day, we still could not get over graduation. It was just too much for us to accept the fact that we were going to part. When we think of that day, I believe everyone would cry. It just seemed so unbelievable. “No. I can’t be graduating. This is all a dream.” I told myself. I simply cannot bring myself to accept this fact. “And I hope I don’t wake up.”