Eyes watery, hands sweaty as I sat down next to Jorina, watching the Yr 8’s walk up the isle. The girls looking beautiful as ever, so did the boys looking as handsome as possible. As everyone was still standing I couldn’t keep my eyes off of the Yr 8’s, it felt like they were going to disappear straight after mass. I tried to keep my head up high to comfort the people around me.
It was now communion “Can you blow my eyes?” I cried to Robertanna to help me stop from sobbing. After Eucharist was the liturgical dance, everyone had a frown on their faces, as they were so sad.
Now the candle had been given to the 2011 leader, which is...... ROBERT KALOLO. Seeing Robert cry made me want to do the same thing.
The Yr 8’s had now left the church to the open world. I went to some upset people and congratulated them for they have graduated Intermedate and were now moving on to college.
GOOD LUCK FOR THE FUTURE YEAR 8’S
I’LL MISS YOU A LOT!
It was now communion “Can you blow my eyes?” I cried to Robertanna to help me stop from sobbing. After Eucharist was the liturgical dance, everyone had a frown on their faces, as they were so sad.
Now the candle had been given to the 2011 leader, which is...... ROBERT KALOLO. Seeing Robert cry made me want to do the same thing.
The Yr 8’s had now left the church to the open world. I went to some upset people and congratulated them for they have graduated Intermedate and were now moving on to college.
GOOD LUCK FOR THE FUTURE YEAR 8’S
I’LL MISS YOU A LOT!
What a moving post Ofa - you have used words very well to recreate the experience for those of us who were not there. It must have been very sad, but I bet now everyone has celebrated the new year those Year 9's (they're no longer Year 8!) are really looking forward to being college students.
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Mrs Burt
Lovely reflection, Ofa. Great descriptive language. Well done.
ReplyDeleteHi Ofa. This was one of the best writing I had ever read. Good job, and keep up the great work!
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