Wednesday, April 13, 2011

pre-speech day

the speech day performance for efl is just tomorrow, and to be honest I'm not as confident as I was last year.

when I saw one of my junior tearing over the fact that their commercial scene got cut off today and she was only left with the dance finale, I felt for her. it was the combined effort of her group that built the commercial from scratch. no matter how not good it was.

speech day IS a big thing for the sec ones every year because it's the first performance they have as an atcian. sort of like the campfire night during orientation where people showcase what they've learnt for the past few months. it is a special piece of memory in every atcian who was once a sec one student.

it's a pity the sec ones joined us so late. they had to put up a performance without actually undergoing proper training.

back to the point, I felt really sad to see her cry. to be honest I was already on the verge on tears when I saw her cry and when I talked to Mrs Goh about it. when I was sec one, I started without a role too and I knew how she felt, maybe not exactly the same but definitely similar. when I was sec one and being trained for speech day, I wasn't given any role and was put in the costumes and makeup. I was as sad as she was. at that time we had to keep a journal sort of thing and do reflection after every lesson. I vaguely remember reassuring myself by writing that being the crew is as important as the cast because one can't exist without the other. fortunately I still got a role in the end and all went well.

this time again, I see someone who reminded me of myself two years ago.

I seriously hope all would go well tomorrow and on Friday because THIS, would be what the sec ones would remember for a long time, at least in their secondary school years.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Everchanging

It's been a year since I acted as Grandma for Speech Day 2010.

And now I'm still so excessively involved in Speech Day. Is that compensation?

Distant feeling when the results came in. There wasn't me anyway.

Everything still feels kind of surreal now.

The changes in a year.

Everchanging.