A Night of Wonders – Matric Farewell 2008
Liske Potgieter
Imagine, if you can, hooters honking, echoing the turmoil of the turbulent butterflies trapped in your stomach. You see down the road ahead: a fleet of cars and the shuddering white reflections as the smiling dresses pose. This is the night to remember. All expectations have enhanced the sweating of your palms as you step out of your partner’s “little car” and hope the back of your hair looks at least quite as good as the stylist said it would. Would this be a night to remember? Would some miracle occur and your life fall into place? Or would it rather be a night of giggling in queues along with the friends you’ve known forever and twirling on the dance floor to a song you’ll likely not remember the next day. One thing is certain; you’re sure to remember your matric farewell.
This year, as is always according to VP tradition, the matrics were lucky enough to take part in an “Enchanted Evening” in the Feather Market Centre. The spectacular sea of drapes was so enthralling that while guests had the opportunity to photograph anything in the hall, they chose to photograph the ceiling and many a craned neck was seen gazing up at the splendor. A team of dedicated grade 11′s assured us a glamorous evening seeing to our every comfort. Stephen Armstrong, our promising young soloist, delighted us in song with a memorable tune as did the staff of the Music Department who played us in in elegant fashion. On behalf of all the matrics we wish to thank Mrs van der Walt and her niece, Cathy, Mrs Minnie and the Grade 11 register teachers for arranging the evening and everyone who laboured tirelessly to ensure us a true “Night of Wonders”. Your work and efforts were certainly appreciated.
In remembering this “Night of Wonders” it is hard to say that the experience was life changing and that one comes out “a new person” at the end of the night. However, I can certainly agree that the night will never be forgotten and the friends we’ve known forever will remain in our hearts as we depart on our voyages of “conquest” upon the world. I know that I will never forget the final song that played upon my exit and the end of this “right of passage”: “I would walk five hundred miles and I would walk five hundred more.” For you, my friends, I would travel the world. Good Luck!
Liske Potgieter
