Like sand...2004-2012 and my most favourite class

"And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep-while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?"

Edgar Poe

 

 

We've spent the last few months thinking about our senior ball, arranging, rehearsing, argueing, laughing, wondering...It had occupied our minds all the time. All the way from sharing the hopeless view of no ideas of any program, through last moment classdoor decorating....to the enthusiasm and expectations the day before.

And now, all of a sudden, it has flashed by and our last official event is over.

I was looking forward to it but at the same time I felt some strange need to stop, capture and realize everything before it was over. Because actually, it wasn't only about the ball itself but it someway expressed the whole period of our life spent together as a class, which to me seems as since ever...although it's been 8 years now. Now I know that 8 years is a good deal of time. And I think we all are a little scared of getting closer to the end. The ball was the last official ceremony we've gone through together and it was wonderful.

I think the whole preparation brought us even closer together and we had a lot of fun and great moments as a class that we will remember for a long time. It just added to the plenty of memories we'd already had...we've grown up together!

And the ball? It was wonderful. All of us still foolish kids dressed up nobly, accompanying our parents and teachers to their seats, raising up the glasses, slipping in the heels at the Waltz steps, singing in latin...and finally fighting with lightsabers, dancing half naked, spilling the champagne, dancing and more dancing...

There was something invisible that was the most meaningful. It was love. Thoughout the whole night we kept showing each other how important our class has been to us, how we love it and can't imagine it to be over. A big part of it was our teacher who has been sharing it all with us, being quite close to our age and especially hearts. We had videos of memories, of private jokes, of thankfulness(check them here and here), group hugs and really loads of fun together.

She had a lovely speech for us...which made us feel very sentimental and tears rolled down the cheeks...It was the perfect speech for me, it felt very personal, it expressed all I'd been carrying on my mind for the last year. It was in a "little prince" style(which is my favourite book) and included my closest touchy quotes. She also reminded us that we had just crossed the line between childhood and adulthood, now it was officialy.

I am just so thankful...to have been a part of this community of people, to have had all these experiences together and to have been just in this class and not any other. I am happy the ball was not the ultimate end and I can go back to school tomorrow to my dear friends who seem even dearer to me now that there's only little time left for us to share. It is like the sand....it creeps through my fingers and I can't grasp it. I guess, we can just try to use it well. Let's make it memorable!

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