The boys’ babysitter’s daughter had her graduation ceremony last Thursday. It took place at the university’s sport stadium and was packed with at least two thousands people. Mr. O kept the boys with him so I went there by myself. Three-hour ceremony was just too long for the boys to last, and suffer. I am glad they did not come along because even I, as a grown adult, felt suffocated.
Nonetheless, I always feel inspired at graduations. I think it’s the notion about embarking on a new journey — a continuum of life — that touches me the most.