It was all too evident that my days in school were numbered whenI approached the chilly month of December along with the rest ofmy school. Before I knew it, I had walked straight into the beginning of the end. Everybody in my class sensed that that ourdays with each other could no longer be taken for granted. It was a time of remembrance and closeness, tears and disbelief. It did not seem like just another phase. The school which had sheltered us and protected us; the people who had taught us; were to become a thing of the past. The friends would remain the same, yet that feeling of oneness and that spirit of togetherness would no longer be experienced. The tumultuous yet happy, the dreaded yet exciting encounters which school had offered during our years there would fade away into history. It happened all too soon. We were not ready for it. There had always been that spectre of excitement into going into a new phase; yet when it arrived, it took over like a giant wave engulfing a surfer when all he had prepared for was a lesser version of the same thing. I took it all without giving way to misery. My heart was sore, my mind wondered. What would become of all of us; so close, yet bound to drift apart?The mere thought alarmed me. I wished everyone a happy life and a dazzling future and my friends did likewise. Each pledged to remember the other. I wondered which of these promises held good. Each one of us went around with our own little autograph books and asking all whom we knew towrite in them. I wondered whether memory could be imprinted on paper. Years later, will we still have the little notes from our friends and look back on the golden years we spent? Nobody knows. As I said goodbye for the last time, I hoped none of us would allow her mind to erase all the memories of our days in
school. Hopefully, many incidents will cause us to look back into the mirror and recall the demanding yet learning experiences in class, the energetic sports and games, the various exciting activities, the song and dance, the laughter, the tears, the challenges, the fears. It�s not been too long since we said our
last goodbyes and started on our different paths, yet I miss myschool sorely; I miss my teachers, my friends, my days there and my experiences of more than a decade in the place I will cherish forever. |
