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

For many the matric dance is a magical evening of laughter, fun an irreplaceable memories with friends. This year proved to be no different. The hall was majestic; the food was a culinary delight and the atmosphere was absolutely electric.

The matrics arrived in a stylish display from vintage cars to convertibles to police escorts. The extravagant display however did not stop there; it had only just begun. The transformation of school boys and girls into absolute ladies and gentleman began to unravel as each couple arrived. Everybody looked mesmerizing (this included our teachers!). The outfits were elegant and sophisticated, which aptly fitted our theme “A Touch of Class”.

The night was filled with a multiude of different types of dancing. I realized for the first time that some of our “shy matrics” are not quite so shy. Siliziwe Mapalala really showed us how to break it down on the dance floor, much to the astonishment of her onlooking peers. The staff then went on to demonstrate their talent. I was even lucky enough to be shown a thing or two by Dr Clarke herself!

Unfortunately though, all good things come to an end. A big thank you to Mrs Van der Walt and her committee for making the night truly special for all of us.

The evening truly was a touch of class…

Tammy Jensen