Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Thoughts on Graduation

While standing in the unbelievably long line in what the administrators so dauntingly called "The Tunnel" behind the stage, the boy who stood alphabetically beside me said "You know, this is where all good movies start." After someone else sarcastically added "Yeah like 300 or Spiderman" I began to assess the truth in the first statement. I immediately jumped to Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants 2, because it's based off one of my favourite book series (and I can relate pretty much anything to those books). I imagined Bridget, Lena, Carmen and Tibby in their caps and gowns and how their stories unfolded separately but still intertwined after that day. 

Or Felicity, mind you it's a television show, but still it begins with Felicity's graduation ceremony where right then she makes the impulsively foolish yet brave decision to follow her high school crush to New York City for university. And as I stood in that long cramped tunnel waiting for "the rest of my life to begin" all I could think was "gee I could really use a snack, or some air conditioning". It was rather anti climactic how it hadn't hit me yet that my first twelve years of education were complete. Maybe it was because I never thought that I wouldn't finish them. I never once considered dropping out, certainly not during high school when I had made it so far. And who really thinks about dropping out in elementary school when you can go to school to colour and hang out with your friends without arranging a play date. 

As I waited to begin my march to "Pomp and Circumstance" I felt that I should be feeling something more that what I was at the time. I was excited to see my two friends give their speeches as Saludatorian and Valedictorian, and I was excited to see what the diploma looked like, but apart from that nothing. I was waiting for a wave of "HOLY CRAP I'M GRADUATING" to wash over me but, nothing.

As I watched my friends give remarkable speeches I was not only proud of them but I was proud of us all, not for sticking it out necessarily because I knew we could all do that, but for doing it all together. I haven't met such a large group of people that could stick together so well and just generally enjoy each other's presence and want to succeed together. 

Even though I have still yet to have that epic wave of realization that I've graduated high school I have come to the conclusion, or more so I've reminded myself that the most important part of this twelve year journey was the excellent people I've met through out it all. Whether it be the kids I played with in the sand box on the first day of primary or the ones I walked with at graduation, the people have meant the most to me. 

I can't say I remember every face that I've had the privilege of encountering during these twelve years but I know they've had something to do with who I am as begin the next four. I'll keep you posted when I realize that I've graduated high school. Perhaps it will be when I see the picture of myself shaking the principle's hand as I receive my high school diploma or maybe when I walk across the stage to receive my university diploma. Who knows.

1 comment:

  1. It was actually 13 years counting primary ;)
    Congratulations though my love<3