Looking back on some joyous moments that I have had I thought of one really recent one. I had spent twelve years reading all kinds of books, sitting in hard chairs, and doing a whole lot of writing. It was so boring and it seemed like it was taking forever and ever but finally in may I got to put all of that aside and finally walk across a stage I thought would take forever to get to. I was a very exciting day when I graduated. The night before I could barely sleep and a month before I picked out the dress that I wanted to wear and shoes. The day of we all had to get there hours earlier than everyone else to go over the routine that we had already practiced the day before. Friends had to help each other put on some pieces of the gown that I don't even know the name of and lined up in so many rows that we were going to be in and show all of our faces to hundreds of people.
As we all walked down stairs and through halls to where we were going to be sitting, as we got closer I could here tons of families and friends yelling and clapping to those who had already walked through the doors. I was getting more and more nervous every step that I took. I was finally my turn to go through the door with my friend and when I looked up I saw all of my family smiling, clapping, and taking pictures. After that moment I wasn't as scared. Of course we had to endure all of the talk and band. But when I walked across the stage I felt like a whole new person and I could do anything I wanted!
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