Well, after reading the blog, it seems that many people have left the country and alot of you are working. Honestly, I miss all of you too. Although I'm super happy that it's already the holidays but I miss seeing all your stressed up faces. Haha! Guess the last BBQ will be the last time the class met up as a whole. A pity not the whole class turned up but I'm happy that all of you enjoyed yourselves.

Share with you what I did over the weekend.

Last Saturday I met up with my secondary 4 classmates. It's been 10 long years and everyone has changed. Some fatter, some thinner, some prettier, some uglier....well, my point is there are some changes to everyone. Although we've changed physically, the obvious change being older, all of us are still very comfortable being with each other. We joked and reminisced about the past. We brought all our photos and laughed at how gong dai dai we looked. It was a wonderful night. Our form teacher dropped by too. Although we've not seen each other for 10 years, she can still remember our antics and joke with us like we're still her pupils.

Secondary school time was the best time of my life. I met all my best friends there and had the sweetest memories during that time. Seeing all of you reminds me of my own secondary school days. The days when everyone complaint that the teachers seemed to give endless amount of homework and the tests that came quickly one after another. At that time, I wished that the 'O' levels will be over quickly but when it's over, I felt lost. The first few days were good. Shopping, playing, chalets, BBQs. But after a while, there wasn't anything else to do. Then you start missing attending school. You start missing your friends and you start worrying for your future. Well, that's what I felt at that time.

Meeting up with my classmates again and reading the blog reminded me of these feelings that I once used to have. The amazing thing I felt last Saturday was how comfortable I was in the presence of my classmates. They are the very people who saw me grow up. They saw me when I was pimply and ugly. They saw me when I was pulling my hair out while studying. There wasn't a need to pretend cos they just know me well. I hope it'll be the same for all of you 10 years from now.

After 4E1 has graduated, I feel a sense of accomplishment and no doubt, pride. I'm proud of the class and the impression it has left the school. During the last staff meeting, I was told that in the next meeting, I had to share with the school how did 4E1 become so united and what did we do to instil the class spirit. I thought for a while and then I realised that I didn't know what to say. Although the class has their fair share of unhappiness, the bond to the class in everyone is undeniable. So maybe I'll just ask everyone of you reading this, what did we do right that made the class spirit so strong?

I hope that everyone of you will only carry with you happy memories of your days in GYSS. Leave all unhappiness behind. Trust me. 10 years later, you can't even remember why you fought or argued with a certain classmate of yours. I tried last Saturday. I tried to recall why I screamed at a male classmate in class. But I just don't know why I did that. In the end, both of us ended up laughing at ourselves and how childish we seemed to be. That's what's going to happen to all of you. Life is too short to keep bad memories. You learn lessons from bad memories and then you move on. You discard that bad memory and learn the good lesson. That's the only use of a bad memory. To help you learn a lesson.

So, your mission now is to help me. Help me to tell the school what did we do to instil the class spirit. It's definitely an honour to be able to do that. Imagine one day you come back to GYSS and realise that you see classes that reminds you of your own class and you contributed in helping them become that class.

Meanwhile, spend your time wisely. Rest if you must and get ready for the new year. The new year is going to be a new start for many of you. It will be for me too. It's like starting on a clean slate all over again.

I miss everyone of you. =)

Mrs Foo

8:05 PM