The fireworks begin today. Each diploma is a lighted match. Each one of you is a fuse.
– Edward Koch
All those memories of you and your annoying and funny classmates, all those teachers who made your mind bleed, teased you and at the same time made you laugh, all those rooms which witnessed all you did. Those friendships, relationships, all those books you’ve read, all those who guided you all the way to where you are now, all those you will left behind when you step out of that school.
You will realize and wish you weren’t graduating, wish you can stay a little longer. Without noticing, tears were already rolling down to your cheeks. You will realize, it’s hard to leave everything you were with for a lot of years, you will realize, it’s hard to step out and leave your second home.
I wish, I can stay a little longer in my dearest school.