This is the most awaited moment of my elementary life. My graduation from Grade 6. I think it was also one of my dad's reason why he came home and waited for a while before he apply back to Saudi. He wanted to see his favorite daughter to go up the stage, get her diploma and awards. He was so proud of me especially because he knew I was on the honors list.
Being one of the top students, I can say was not really a thing that made me proud. Because I was comparing the quality of education in a private school where I started in the city where I was born to the public school where I transferred. Pretty much, I knew already the lessons that they were teaching and I felt like, in a way, unfair for the other kids whose striving to be on the top of the class. For me, I wanted to learn something more but it was the only thing our school has to offer. As long as I am in school maybe it doesn't matter anymore. Although at the back of my mind, I am not globally competitive. I could have learned advance Science and Technology (which is my favorite subject) and could have conversed more grammatically correct English if they had reinforced very well the use of it. English was my second favorite subject but then they were freakin' using our national language in our English class which pissed me off and lost my interest in the subject.
Graduation day, as much as I was expecting to be the Valedictorian, on second thought maybe I am not. My "twin" bestfriend has always been my competition in rankings as what the teachers made it to be. Yet I am glad our relationship as best of friends wasn't affected by our academic rivalry. We leave everything into fate when it comes to that matter. No hurt feelings whatever will be the outcome because we know each other's capabilities. Three days before the Graduation, our teacher announced the honor rolls which is my bestfriend as the Valedictorian, and me as the Salutatorian. I congratulated her and I am so happy because both of us got the top place. =) Nothing beats the twin sisters, as the whole campus would say.
Graduation day. I wanted a unique style for my hair. I asked my cousin to braid my hair in tiny double-braids (or was it french braid they call it?), Multiple lines starting from the front going to my nape area. I think they call it "Cornrows" in the African braids' term. I was very happy after almost an hour doing it, she managed to finish it with of course, painful fingers and hands! ^_^ She was very patient in this kind of stuff so I wasn't aloof to ask a favor from my older cousin. My favorite colors from the colorful sanrios I chose was used so I was really contented and satisfied. When me and my family reached the school grounds where the graduation will commence, everybody was staring at me. My classmates came and different comments came up in the air. Mostly were good. Until I wore my graduation gown and cap! I thought hey I looked bald in here with my graduation cap covering my hairstyle. Maybe that's why every girls out there was just having their hair loose without pony tails. They just managed it with hair gels or hair sprays to keep it in place. Good grief, it's too late for me to loosen up the braids for the graduation ceremony was already starting.
There was a lot of talks and blah, blah, blahs from the guest speaker, to the principal, to the city mayor who wishes to inspire us with their words and experiences. Then there came our turn to go up the stage and receive our medals. My twin came up first. Everything was normal claps from the sleepy crowd when suddenly it was my turn to receive my medal. Me and my proud dad went up the stage and when he was about to put the medal on me, I needed to remove my cap to give way for the medal to slip on my head. It seemed like everybody got waken up when they saw my hair style and I could vividly hear the crowd laugh and cheered for the oddness it brought. I could hear from some of my teachers were negative comments on why did I made my hair like this. They were a bunch of conservative people who really doesn't want a touch of peculiarity from the norms they were used to. On the other hand, the audience were now wide awake and laughing with amusement in their eyes, and I regarded it as positive reaction so as not to ruin my wonderful moment. And hey, I went up the stage twice for the "Athlete of the Year Award" for gaining 3rd place in Chess in the Provincial Athletic Meet. The crowd, once again, was full of anticipation as I was gonna remove my cap. It was like their most awaited moment, the removal of my cap and then you could hear a wave of chuckle coming from the left to right. After the awarding was the announcing of the graduates and there you have it, the graduation was finished! Oh, yeah don't forget about the graduation song for the closing remarks where almost all of my classmates and parents cried for joy. (Include my emotional dad to the teary-eyed list) It was then my turn to find their faces amusing...hahaha revenge!!!
The elementary years was finished and I was very excited to go to high school and then to college and then to work. For me, it was a very long wait to finish high school and college before I could go to work. The graduation symbolized a step to have a work. I don't know why but all I wanted to do is to finish everything quickly and find a work. A very weird thing for a young girl at my age. The mean girls was excited about the high school life and boy hunting. Me? I am thinking of having a work... ^_^ Every ending is a start of new beginning, well let's see what's going to happen.=)
**To be continued...
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Being one of the top students, I can say was not really a thing that made me proud. Because I was comparing the quality of education in a private school where I started in the city where I was born to the public school where I transferred. Pretty much, I knew already the lessons that they were teaching and I felt like, in a way, unfair for the other kids whose striving to be on the top of the class. For me, I wanted to learn something more but it was the only thing our school has to offer. As long as I am in school maybe it doesn't matter anymore. Although at the back of my mind, I am not globally competitive. I could have learned advance Science and Technology (which is my favorite subject) and could have conversed more grammatically correct English if they had reinforced very well the use of it. English was my second favorite subject but then they were freakin' using our national language in our English class which pissed me off and lost my interest in the subject.
Graduation day. I wanted a unique style for my hair. I asked my cousin to braid my hair in tiny double-braids (or was it french braid they call it?), Multiple lines starting from the front going to my nape area. I think they call it "Cornrows" in the African braids' term. I was very happy after almost an hour doing it, she managed to finish it with of course, painful fingers and hands! ^_^ She was very patient in this kind of stuff so I wasn't aloof to ask a favor from my older cousin. My favorite colors from the colorful sanrios I chose was used so I was really contented and satisfied. When me and my family reached the school grounds where the graduation will commence, everybody was staring at me. My classmates came and different comments came up in the air. Mostly were good. Until I wore my graduation gown and cap! I thought hey I looked bald in here with my graduation cap covering my hairstyle. Maybe that's why every girls out there was just having their hair loose without pony tails. They just managed it with hair gels or hair sprays to keep it in place. Good grief, it's too late for me to loosen up the braids for the graduation ceremony was already starting.
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| Imagine-- this is how it closely looked like when I bowed down to receive my medal. |
There was a lot of talks and blah, blah, blahs from the guest speaker, to the principal, to the city mayor who wishes to inspire us with their words and experiences. Then there came our turn to go up the stage and receive our medals. My twin came up first. Everything was normal claps from the sleepy crowd when suddenly it was my turn to receive my medal. Me and my proud dad went up the stage and when he was about to put the medal on me, I needed to remove my cap to give way for the medal to slip on my head. It seemed like everybody got waken up when they saw my hair style and I could vividly hear the crowd laugh and cheered for the oddness it brought. I could hear from some of my teachers were negative comments on why did I made my hair like this. They were a bunch of conservative people who really doesn't want a touch of peculiarity from the norms they were used to. On the other hand, the audience were now wide awake and laughing with amusement in their eyes, and I regarded it as positive reaction so as not to ruin my wonderful moment. And hey, I went up the stage twice for the "Athlete of the Year Award" for gaining 3rd place in Chess in the Provincial Athletic Meet. The crowd, once again, was full of anticipation as I was gonna remove my cap. It was like their most awaited moment, the removal of my cap and then you could hear a wave of chuckle coming from the left to right. After the awarding was the announcing of the graduates and there you have it, the graduation was finished! Oh, yeah don't forget about the graduation song for the closing remarks where almost all of my classmates and parents cried for joy. (Include my emotional dad to the teary-eyed list) It was then my turn to find their faces amusing...hahaha revenge!!!
The elementary years was finished and I was very excited to go to high school and then to college and then to work. For me, it was a very long wait to finish high school and college before I could go to work. The graduation symbolized a step to have a work. I don't know why but all I wanted to do is to finish everything quickly and find a work. A very weird thing for a young girl at my age. The mean girls was excited about the high school life and boy hunting. Me? I am thinking of having a work... ^_^ Every ending is a start of new beginning, well let's see what's going to happen.=)
**To be continued...
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