There's this song sung somewhen in 2000-2002. the name's not important here, but one line of its lyrics go "They say you never miss the water until it's gone." how apt for such an occasion.
yes, the day started out a little negatively, with the scolding in english class. yes, geog wasn't that interesting that day. yes, we missed the chem practical briefing. but in the end, none of it really mattered. all that mattered was that it was the last day that we were officially catholic high students.
the farewell assembly had to be sentimental, of course, with a powerpoint presentation dedicated to each class. i'd have to say that 4-6's, 4-10's and 4-11's were the 3 most outstanding ones that were shown. notice that the form teachers are all men who've been in the school for a significant period of time? especially 4-11's, which was more of a dedication to the school by an old boy.
our teachers also helped make this day unforgettable for us through their actions, such as this poem by Terence Goh:
I am forever grateful
For this opp'tunity
To have shared this fleeting moment
In your esteemed company
With so many individuals
And as many idosyncrasies
It's been quite a unique experience
Not to say it's been a breeze
Physics was such a challenge
Science made it all the more
English almost impossible
To teach, but not to bore
Some feathers we have ruffled
Some nerves we've worn too thin
Such times have quickly faded
From my memory deep within
But the times of joy and laughter
And the care you can display
Will always seem to me as if
It happened yesterday
So let me put in record
The joy I've felt at heart
When help I could you render
Your growth to play a part
Now when I count my blessings
The goodness that I find
My cup doth runneth over
I have a hundred six and nine
though i'm not quite sure what some of it means, i get the gist of it. and i must say, he's a really good writer. other teachers also did rather sweet things for us, such as these lines from Leong:
Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no days, no hours or minutes. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else.
Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations and jealousies will finally disappear.
So too, your hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do lists. They will all expire. the wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
It won't matter where you came from, or on what side of the tracks you lived. It won't matter whether you were handsome or brilliant. your gender, skin colour, ethnicity will be irrelevant.
So what will matter? How will value of your days be measured?
What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learnt, but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage and sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you know, but how many will consider you a lasting loss when you're gone.
What will matter are not your memories, but the memories of those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, for whom and for what.
Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
Choose to live a life that matters.
this reflects his character more than any one single action.
there are a million more things i want need to say, things like personal messages for each and every person, from index number 1 to 32. things like telling everyone to keep in touch. things like setting up a big reunion 5 years later or so.
all the photos i've taken suddenly seem so irrelevant, insignificant. because i know for a fact that this is one of those rare days in a person's life where the memories will still be as vivid as ever, no matter how much time has passed.
-thingy of the day: Think of this not as goodbye, but as a new beginning.-