The night before the graduation, I was expecting something teary. Something that everyone would be so sad. But, I hardly felt that way. God surprised me... again!
When my shoes, that are white and deadly with a long tip, landed the grounds of CSI, I was nervous of what will happen. I don’t know what will, but I’m sure of one thing—this is the moment I’ve been afraid to look forward to. It’s our graduation ceremony.
After the class picture and the entrance, we all stood up and sang the national anthem. Then, as I was singing, I realized, it was the last time I would be singing it. I mean, I can sing that song everyday as much as I wanted it, but as a group, this would definitely be the last.
“Hindi dw maiiyak. Ngyn palng, naiiyak na ako!”
I told my friends beside me when I felt my tears are about to fall. I told them earlier that I won’t cry. Not now that I have my eyeliner and mascara on, not unless I wanted to have black tears and ruined make-up.
I hold my tears as much as I can.
Everything started. The speaker rendered his message and I got impressed how successful He is in life. The grade six pupils rendered their batch song, and I wondered how will we turned to deliver our batch song, when seriously speaking, no know knew the song… that well.
As the grade schools that would eventually be in High school was being awarded, I was wishing the sun would set down and the darkness would fill the place just before we went on stage. I wanted the sun to set faster. So that, mas mafeel ko ung ambiance and drama, which I was expecting so much.
We were called to sing our batch song, but guess what? All I saw in front of us was the teachers sitting at the back, with faces can’t describe at all.
You see, we don’t know the melody of the “rushed” batch song, Kings in Castles. We only know the Chorus, and throughout, Mae Anne, which is beside me, just stating the words, “Chuva.. chuva..” for we don’t know the lyrics. It was so funny. Instead of being a drama, it stood out as comedy.
When I heard my name, and walked on stage with my father, it was like, a second. It gone so fast that I didn’t even realized. I went at the back, and all the teachers, even the elementary once, shook hands with me. I was so overwhelmed.
The distribution of diplomas ended. And Bianca, our valedictorian, made me bring her two thumbs up. Yeah, for she had thirteen medals. Bow. Ha-ha.
She also delivered a long speech and it almost made me cry, but, I told you, I was avoiding to.
We had the promise or commitment to the Alma matter. And there, I was no longer a student of CSI. I was part of the Alumni.
After the ceremony, there was a slide show, a music video containing all our pictures together with the song kings in castles and the chorus of breakaway. I was supposed to be touchy, but it wasn’t presented that way. The lights are on, and it was so bright. The pictures are hardly seen. It’s not even good.
We threw away out caps after, and it was captured by the photographer. Everything closed and I haven’t felt so sad about it. We took pictures everywhere. And the night ended.
I didn’t felt the thing I expected. No crying ladies around. No heavy heart. I was full of joy and filled with laughter. I don’t know why I was over-joyed than sorrowed. Maybe, I assured that we are all intact that we can’t just forget. Our batch loves one another. And I know that’s not the conclusion of everything.
High School has ended. Life hasn’t.
Batch 2007 signing off
April 12, 2007
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