I am peacefully at home. No tears of sadness were shed as my penultimate year at school ended yesterday. Last year I was a complete state – a tad embarrassing!
The Summer Concert – which took place the Monday night before – is always the most exciting and most formal out of the three. The programme was early 20th century music and we had Garry Walker conducting the school orchestra. I was fortunate (or unfortunate?) to play a part in all items in the programme. I recovered from this ordeal by having a mammoth pot of instant noodles as post-concert food.
Prize giving is a rather tiresome occasion. The weather is somehow always sunny, we are dressed uncomfortably in school uniform, we are exhausted from the previous evening and yet we all have to sit for two hours in the dining room, listening to various speeches. Those who do not receive any prizes probably dread this day to a further extent.
“See you on the other side…” said the girl sitting beside me.
Performances are also used to fill in some gaps. Then, finally, we find out who gets what.
I was the recipient of three:
Chamber Music, Maths & Music(?!) and Strings Excellence. I’m very, very grateful indeed! There are so many people who deserve them more than I do. I was particularly surprised at Math & Music – puts pressure on me achieving an A in my exam now. There were a few people who had their names called out in constant succession (a million times).
The Strings prize consisted of this heavy bronze cuboid sculpture trophy thing. The headmistress told me that if you unscrewed the bottom you could see tiny scrolls of paper where previous recipients had written their names. Apparently there would be a few interesting ones. This clearly caused a bit of excitement.
It’s silly to say this but…
I admit, I felt like a pirate.
I managed to pick out all but two pieces of paper from within. The two remaining large pieces had unravelled from the original scroll form and proved difficult to remove. I pinched, shook and prodded with all my might but had to give in to the natural faults of paper. (An impractical vessel design in my opinion!)
This is my contribution:
– I opted for a more memorable message than being dull and simply writing my name. I also wished to keep my scroll compact by securing a mini-kirby grip on it. I hope this will make life easier for the future recipients when they have the urge to look inside.
Happy holidays to all! A massive thank you to everyone who made this year the most eventful one so far. This summer is busy – much to write about I’m sure.