Last Day Of School-Graduation

Oh man. Today is the day of P6 Graduation, the day of tears for some... I'm not sure if I'm going to cry, I will if I can, because crying is a human display of sadness. I have never, in all my years of schooling (except on the first day of kindergarten when I couldn't find my hanky), cried. But after seeing numerous friends and classmates alike cry oh-so-sadly infront of me as well as others, I can't help feeling that I lack the emotion of sadness or even concern for others because I don't really cry...

Of course, there are some instances in which I feel one should not cry. Although I do feel sorry for CES, I personally feel that crying because he was wronged was not exactly the best move. If it was intended to hurt, the person who wronged him would have achieved his purpose. Even if that wasn't the case, I still feel that being wronged is an issue not grave enough to shed tears about. Then again, these are but my own humble opinions, and so my readers, please do not take them to heart.

If you ask me, I would feel that graduation is a matter serious enough to warrant non-stop weeping, grieving & moaning over the loss of some friends (crushes included), teachers and a school building...

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Man... Sure enough, I'm the heartless freak for you. Despite watching my darlings Rachel Lim, Amanda, Willa, Esther etcetc. cry, the tears just refused to listen. Yes, sadness did overwhelm me. The weather also gave that melancholic feeling that made me feel so reluctant to leave school for nearly the last time. How I wish I started blogging when I was P1... That way, the precious memories I have will never fade away. If you ask me, the emotional connection I have is with the school building. I remember running along corridors holding piles of books while running errands for teachers, creeping stealthily into the lift and out (and numerous other occasions in which school rules were broken) and walking along an empty walkway with a friend, chatting as we went along. We used to say to each other that school felt just like a home when it was deserted (like during P6 camp). In the school (not just the building), I have had proud moments, happy moments, sad moments, lonely moments, funny and embarrassing moments which I know would never depart from my memory.

Then again, teachers have played a vital role in my development and growth as a student of Nanyang Primary and I will remember them for the years to come. To this day, I still remember (but don't hate anymore because I have already forgiven her) the first teacher who scolded me. She actually wronged me and made me skip recess standing outside the General Office when I was P1. I will not name her because she is still working in Nanyang Primary. Fortunately, most teachers to whom I have met have left a sweet, long-lasting impression on me. Since last year, I have been blessed with caring and devoted teachers who have imparted the knowledge I needed to excel in academic results as well as grow in being a better person.

Of course, peers, juniors and ex-pupil seniors alike have also contributed greatly to the good feelings I have to the school. Friends who shared good and bad times, secrets and personal issues with me will always be people I remember. Of course there are also the terribly playful guys in class, irritating as they are, they also made school life less routine and more eventful.

Leaving the school after Graduation is probably the most painful thing that I had to do. Even though, along the way in primary school life, I have encountered difficult situations that did not make the whole process of schooling as smooth-sailing as I would have wanted, I could say that is but part-and-parcel of life. Moreover, bad memories, sadly, last longer than good ones, so it is natural for schooling in Nanyang Primary to seem less fun-filled than it actually was.

If I could turn back time, there would be nothing I would have changed. Nothing at all. That's all I can say.

-To God be the Glory-