The first batch of scholars in PCSHS graduated already.
I was there, and I saw all of them. Crying, and saying goodbyes to each other.
and as I see them all, I wondered what my life would be the next school year.
Mondays usually start with a flag ceremony, where I would see the seniors blocking the gates of Rainforest. they would usually chat loudly, and stop when the morning prayer starts.
Usually, whenever we join a contest, one from their batch wins. So the heads would begin calling their names, and congratulate them.
and then, recess time approaches. You would see them in the canteen, with their groups of friends. It's always fun to look at them, because their friendship is stronger, stronger than anything we could imagine.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
and now, they left already.
No more of the names and congratulations called every morning.
no more of the heartthrobs or the beauty queens.
no more of the great performances from the dancers..
the singers..
the bands..
i don't really know why I feel this way. or why i am even writing this post.
maybe because, for three years, we were with them.
I don't know if I really enjoyed their presence.
the reason for this is because we all know that the juniors and seniors are rivals. Always.
But, I never thought of this before.
I never considered them as rivals, but older brothers and sisters.
There may be times that I thought that some of them are really proud and boastful.
But, most of the time, I can say that I look up to them.
I was always amazed on how they can make fun of everything despite the hassles of schoolworks and all their problems.
they always seem to pull great performances even if they still have to review for a quiz or an exam is coming up.
and what is more amazing is that, they managed to graduate from my school, with pride and honor.
Great, right?
Yes, I always thought that they were great.
great in many many ways.
So to those who Pascians who will read this post, never ever forget them.
they are the pioneers of our school.
the first owners of our books, and the first settlers of our school.
to our first alumni.
you fulfilled your job.
you did it well. you were a role model to me.
and now that you're gone, the times i shared with you will be surely cherished by my heart.
i just hope I got to know a lot of you more.
I realized that it was also hard for me to let you go, because I won't have people to look up to anymore.
well.anyways,
good luck to them.
to all of them.
May you never forget your alma mater.
-julianne.:D
Friday, March 27, 2009
goodbyes and see you laters. anyway, congratulations.
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2 comments:
nice nice julianne. :)
thanks for the post.
hehe.
goodluck in your last year.
live up the spirits!! :]
--dianne.
nice post...:D
that's totally true!
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